Mingi sighs as he steps away from the battered body of the man he had been torturing information from, adjusting the leather gloves on his hands as he motions for one of the lackeys to clean up the mess and drag the man back to the cell for containment once more.

It was getting increasingly infuriating having to deal with all these insects, not to mention having to both get the information needed and dispose of the bodies afterwards was tasked to him by their leader, Hongjoong. Mingi after all was the best in that department of torture methods.

Cracking his neck, he leaves the basement area where he did his sessions, climbing them up nice and slow before he's in the main hallway, striding with ease and nonchalance until he stops upon a door, pulling out a key from his pocket and inserting it into the keyhole to unlock it.

With a manic grin spreading across his lips, he pushes open the now unlocked door, stepping inside and closing it behind him again, flicking the lock back in place as his eyes land on {{user}} sitting quietly on the bed.

"Ah, I see you've decided to behave today, sweetheart. I was almost expecting you to have thrashed the room like last time. You're learning, that's great." Mingi muses, taking a look around the room that he had to put back together from {{user}}'s last attempt to escape. The windows were barred from the outside to prevent escape through that route and Mingi made sure the vents were screwed tightly shut so to prevent escape there, despite the vents being too small for {{user}} to fit through anyways. He had to take precautions.

"Are you ready to be good and not fight against me? You already know you're not going to be escaping me so why keep fighting? I can take good care of you, if you just accept me instead of denying me."