Ivy
Commander
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- Known Aliases
- Iv', Ives
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- 008080
Journal Featuring Ivy and Nace Bilby
[Rated PG-13 for unsettling themes]
Taking a sip of her black coffee, Ivy awaited the arrival of Nace Bilby to ACME interrogation space 12. This was one of the ‘softer’ rooms. While it still had the standard concrete panels, bolted metal desk and recycled aluminium Navy chairs, its intention was for victims and civilian witnesses. A landscape painting of an indeterminate white sand beach and clear blue sky hung on one wall, and beside that a fake fern. On the opposite side was a small wooden table with plastic water bottles and “glassware” made of an acrylic compound that would never shatter.
All the objects served to make the room look a little less threatening, and thus the reason why it was also chosen for staff interviews. Today was a quick performance check of the new South African firearms instructor. Recommended by his own brother-in-law to Headquarters, Nace had a violent history that needed to be cleared before receiving his first students.
“Mr. Bilby,” She greeted as the interviewee entered, then extended her hand to shake his. “Have a seat, please.”
Nace politely shook Ivy's hand and took a seat. He was certain Ivy had read through his file, so he was prepared to answer questions.
“We should start with discussing the incident in Russia. You were acquitted, but I’d still like to get your statement.”
Nace calmly replied, “The report does say that the man raised a weapon, aiming it my direction. I simply neutralized the threat to myself and civilians in the immediate vicinity. And it was found that the man was in fact guilty of being a Russian Mafiya enforcer, known to torture people and so forth. Not the sort to go quietly.”
“This is a recurring theme in your file. There was another man--Jean Tainer--whose head you shoved through a window.”
"He had already raped two women in the UK and two others in the US came forward to similar charges. He resisted arrest and I simply subdued him accordingly." Nace replied. In truth he had a deep seated contempt for that particular class of criminal, namely because of what Evey had told him she had endured as a young girl.
"The vermin resisted and I simply forced his compliance via a shove through a window. I had to prevent him from harming anyone else." Nace replied.
“The suspect,” Ivy corrected Nace’s use of the word ‘vermin’ for the record. There was a clear indication of anger when he spoke about the second man. She was no stranger to being personally invested in a case, but through her own self control or sheer luck, it never came to the same violent ends. Monaghan recognized Bilby’s ordeal as something repeated thousands of times with members of law enforcement, a story of angst and vengeance. Not once had she seen this tale end well.
"Well, you will notice that he was found with a weapon, there was a knife he tried to pull. I caught his arm, kicked him in the legs and then twisted the arm behind him before sending him into the window to attempt to halt his combativeness." Nace replied.
“Vae Victus,” Stopping to look Nace in the eye, Ivy continued, “Eyewitnesses reported you shouting that at Tainer. What does it mean to you?”
"Literally translated it is Latin for Suffering to the Conquered." Nace replied, calmly, "The Celt leader Brennus said that to the Romans when the latter complained of unfair tribute they had to pay after being defeated in battle. In the suspect's case it was to tell him that I had bested him in physical battle and that he would suffer in jail, especially if his cell mates knew he was a rapist."
She kept a stoic expression as Nace spoke, but raised a brow when the reference was made.
"And further should Tainer be judged accordingly at the end of his days if he dies unrepentant, then he would be sent to cross Acheron's shores to hear Charon's call, 'Through me the city of woe'." Nace added, there was still that martial calm to his voice but an unmistakable hard edge behind it.
It took Ivy a moment to process where she heard the quote before, “Do you always take The Divine Comedy literally?”
"Dante was quite helpful in shaping my theology in my formative years." Nace replied, "It was helpful in shaping my views on a just and good man, and the eternal punishments for failure to act accordingly."
Now this was odd, Ivy thought. There were few people she knew who were interested in Renaissance literature, but fewer still used it as a life-guide the way Nace did. In all, she found it rather disturbing.
“I’m going to be honest with you,” Ivy spoke flatly, “There's nothing in these files to prevent you from teaching in ACME HQ, or from being an agent. But that... part of you, that makes you dehumanize others for their crimes, I don't want to see that come up as something you'll regret. We’re detectives, not judges.”
"No man is a judge." Nace says, "Only God can judge, said the Abbot. It is said, however, that the worst of traitors, to whom rapists fall, are already damned to freeze in the depths of Lake Cocytus."
Nace was referring to Dante again, where the worst of traitors, would at times have their souls removed from their bodies before death, only for a demon to inhabit their bodies until the natural death.
Ivy felted slightly alarmed when he mentioned the Abbot, but decided out of respect to not mention it. After all, that was her own opinion and she needed to remain impartial. Within time, the rest of ACME--be it coworkers or the teams he would become a part of-- would form their own assessment of Nace Bilby.
“I think I have all I need to make a report to Director Devineaux, Mr. Bilby,” She ended the interview and stopped the tape recorder, “Off the record…” Ivy trailed her speech, deciding on how best to broach the subject, “I’d like to recommend that you see Dr. Simon Freeman. It sometimes helps to talk to someone like that when dealing with issues like moving, surviving physical trauma and the lost of love ones.”
Monaghan hoped he understood her message. His file quite clearly indicated all of the above. Looking at the time on her communicator, she stood to wrap this up with a parting handshake, “Thanks for your time,” slipping Dr. Freeman’s card along she continued, “Welcome to ACME Headquarters.”
[Rated PG-13 for unsettling themes]
Interview: Nace Bilby
Taking a sip of her black coffee, Ivy awaited the arrival of Nace Bilby to ACME interrogation space 12. This was one of the ‘softer’ rooms. While it still had the standard concrete panels, bolted metal desk and recycled aluminium Navy chairs, its intention was for victims and civilian witnesses. A landscape painting of an indeterminate white sand beach and clear blue sky hung on one wall, and beside that a fake fern. On the opposite side was a small wooden table with plastic water bottles and “glassware” made of an acrylic compound that would never shatter.
All the objects served to make the room look a little less threatening, and thus the reason why it was also chosen for staff interviews. Today was a quick performance check of the new South African firearms instructor. Recommended by his own brother-in-law to Headquarters, Nace had a violent history that needed to be cleared before receiving his first students.
“Mr. Bilby,” She greeted as the interviewee entered, then extended her hand to shake his. “Have a seat, please.”
Nace politely shook Ivy's hand and took a seat. He was certain Ivy had read through his file, so he was prepared to answer questions.
“We should start with discussing the incident in Russia. You were acquitted, but I’d still like to get your statement.”
Nace calmly replied, “The report does say that the man raised a weapon, aiming it my direction. I simply neutralized the threat to myself and civilians in the immediate vicinity. And it was found that the man was in fact guilty of being a Russian Mafiya enforcer, known to torture people and so forth. Not the sort to go quietly.”
“This is a recurring theme in your file. There was another man--Jean Tainer--whose head you shoved through a window.”
"He had already raped two women in the UK and two others in the US came forward to similar charges. He resisted arrest and I simply subdued him accordingly." Nace replied. In truth he had a deep seated contempt for that particular class of criminal, namely because of what Evey had told him she had endured as a young girl.
"The vermin resisted and I simply forced his compliance via a shove through a window. I had to prevent him from harming anyone else." Nace replied.
“The suspect,” Ivy corrected Nace’s use of the word ‘vermin’ for the record. There was a clear indication of anger when he spoke about the second man. She was no stranger to being personally invested in a case, but through her own self control or sheer luck, it never came to the same violent ends. Monaghan recognized Bilby’s ordeal as something repeated thousands of times with members of law enforcement, a story of angst and vengeance. Not once had she seen this tale end well.
"Well, you will notice that he was found with a weapon, there was a knife he tried to pull. I caught his arm, kicked him in the legs and then twisted the arm behind him before sending him into the window to attempt to halt his combativeness." Nace replied.
“Vae Victus,” Stopping to look Nace in the eye, Ivy continued, “Eyewitnesses reported you shouting that at Tainer. What does it mean to you?”
"Literally translated it is Latin for Suffering to the Conquered." Nace replied, calmly, "The Celt leader Brennus said that to the Romans when the latter complained of unfair tribute they had to pay after being defeated in battle. In the suspect's case it was to tell him that I had bested him in physical battle and that he would suffer in jail, especially if his cell mates knew he was a rapist."
She kept a stoic expression as Nace spoke, but raised a brow when the reference was made.
"And further should Tainer be judged accordingly at the end of his days if he dies unrepentant, then he would be sent to cross Acheron's shores to hear Charon's call, 'Through me the city of woe'." Nace added, there was still that martial calm to his voice but an unmistakable hard edge behind it.
It took Ivy a moment to process where she heard the quote before, “Do you always take The Divine Comedy literally?”
"Dante was quite helpful in shaping my theology in my formative years." Nace replied, "It was helpful in shaping my views on a just and good man, and the eternal punishments for failure to act accordingly."
Now this was odd, Ivy thought. There were few people she knew who were interested in Renaissance literature, but fewer still used it as a life-guide the way Nace did. In all, she found it rather disturbing.
“I’m going to be honest with you,” Ivy spoke flatly, “There's nothing in these files to prevent you from teaching in ACME HQ, or from being an agent. But that... part of you, that makes you dehumanize others for their crimes, I don't want to see that come up as something you'll regret. We’re detectives, not judges.”
"No man is a judge." Nace says, "Only God can judge, said the Abbot. It is said, however, that the worst of traitors, to whom rapists fall, are already damned to freeze in the depths of Lake Cocytus."
Nace was referring to Dante again, where the worst of traitors, would at times have their souls removed from their bodies before death, only for a demon to inhabit their bodies until the natural death.
Ivy felted slightly alarmed when he mentioned the Abbot, but decided out of respect to not mention it. After all, that was her own opinion and she needed to remain impartial. Within time, the rest of ACME--be it coworkers or the teams he would become a part of-- would form their own assessment of Nace Bilby.
“I think I have all I need to make a report to Director Devineaux, Mr. Bilby,” She ended the interview and stopped the tape recorder, “Off the record…” Ivy trailed her speech, deciding on how best to broach the subject, “I’d like to recommend that you see Dr. Simon Freeman. It sometimes helps to talk to someone like that when dealing with issues like moving, surviving physical trauma and the lost of love ones.”
Monaghan hoped he understood her message. His file quite clearly indicated all of the above. Looking at the time on her communicator, she stood to wrap this up with a parting handshake, “Thanks for your time,” slipping Dr. Freeman’s card along she continued, “Welcome to ACME Headquarters.”
