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Beeps alerted somewhere in the distance, a strange sound against the quiet hum of a ship’s engines and the flow of recycled air pumping through the ship’s body like life made gaseous. Others move throughout the ship, but none disturb the Minister of Foreign Affairs for the Commenor Systems Alliance. They had their jobs, she had hers. And currently, she was oblivious to anything but the treaty before her. Laser focused on two provisions she found troublesome, Silfe didn’t notice as the ship’s engines changed pitch and the atmosphere grew charged. She simply scrunched her brows together in an effort to figure out what was troubling her about the provisions.

 

“Update Minister.” said a voice from the doorway of her private office. Silfe looked up, her frustrated look vanishing as she smiled softly to one of the pilots who had been charged to take her on yet another trip to yet another system to negotiate foreign matters on behalf of the Commenor Systems Alliance. She liked the job and it suited her in a lot of ways. She may not be as analytical as some, but she had a good head for business and getting people to accede to CSA’s demands.

 

The pilot nodded. “We should be at our destination within the next hour. We are coming out of hyperspace now and they are notorious for making dignitaries wait on the outskirts of their system for permission to enter. Once we have it, I will let you know.”

 

Silfe nodded. “Thank you Gyn.” The woman nodded curtly once more and left the Minister to her work. It was substantial. There were hundreds of systems and all of them were complex. Still, if she could continue doing the job to help Kay, it would be worth the time and energy. For a moment, she let her mind wander from her meticulous and sometimes monotonous task. She owed the Queen of Commenor for believing in her, protecting her from her father and giving her a chance at a new life. Thanks to Lady Kay, Silfe had a home. Granted, she had barely seen the queen or her home in the last months. The job itself meant very little time on Commenor these days, but the Queen was busy with two newly born children. She missed the queen though. Perhaps when she returned home, she could make sure to carve out time t…..BOOM!!

 

Suddenly, the ship rocked wildly and within seconds there was screaming, barking of orders and Silfe was on the floor of her comfortable office where detritus from her desk had fallen atop her in the commotion. She lifted herself and only had a moment to register the tear in her dress and the state of her office when Gyn was back.

 

“Lady Silfe!” She shouted, moving swiftly to the Minister’s side. With her aid, Silfe was able to gain her feet. “Come quickly and secure yourself in. We are being attacked!!”

 

“What?!” Silfe asked in shock and confusion but before they could get more than a few steps closer to the door, both were tossed around like ragdolls as another...

 

BOOM!! rocked their ship. Smoke filled the room and chocked her, the pungent smell of burning electical wire, plastic and metal was thicker than any air filtering system could handle. Hair had fallen from her intricate braids, now haphazard and covered in dust. It felt like eternity before Silfe could get her wits to catch up with her. Darlyn had taught her better. She swore in a very unladylike and distinctly undiplomatic way as she rushed to her feet, strapped herself in and braced herself. Gyn came in shortly after and also strapped herself in.

 

“We weren’t out of hyperspace 5 minutes before a large ship came out of hyperspace nearly on top of us. They didn’t even warn us… just started shooting. Tally is the pilot but I don’t think he...”

 

BOOM!! Another wild ride as both women held on for dear life. The ship suddenly grew eerily quiet. Some smoke had cleared, but lights were flickering intermittently and debris was everywhere.

 

Both women jumped as the intercom squawked. “Crew Announcement. Damage is severe. Engines are offline. Life support is working but I am not sure how long it will last. Long Range communications are out. Rescue beacon is on but I don’t think it is transmitting.”

 

Silfe held her breath without knowing it as she stared at the comm unit beside them. It was so strange listening to such silence. Why were they being attacked? She could not guess. CSA was neutral. That wasn’t to say there weren’t people out there stupid enough to attack a CSA ship on a diplomatic mission, but she couldn’t fathom it. All she did feel at this moment was fear for the safety of her people.

 

The intercom cracked again and Silfe was glad to realize she had not jumped this time. Darlyn would have been proud. “Lady Silfe, we have been given an ultimatum. This ship has informed us that it will dock with us. Any resistance will prove fatal. All crew must stand down….” Tally paused for a moment causing Silfe to frown in confusion. It didn’t take long before he finally said the last of the information. “They say they have come for you.”

 

At that moment, the ship jostled a bit as the distinct thump of docking could be heard. Silfe shook her head and pushed the intercom button. “All crew stand down. Repeat. Stand down. Lay down weapons and do not resist.” The last thing she wanted was their blood on her hands. If they left with her, the ship could be rescued. Though this was a fairly remote system, it wasn’t a dead one. Other delegates were due to arrive for the negotiation. At least she could save the crew.

 

It didn’t take long before men, dressed in generic black uniforms without insignia or ranks, came into the antechamber of her office and found her waiting. Gyn stood behind her, scared and worried. Silfe, in contrast, looked rather calm and official. Whereas some people might have blurted out “Who are you? How dare you?” and a multitude of other demands, she remained calm and quiet. The men were not important. Whoever they were prefacing was important.

 

In due time, that person also arrived. Though it might have seemed like an inordinate wait, in truth, the fight and boarding took less than ten minutes. Little did she know that as soon as they were docked, the bigger ship had begun moving out of the edge of the system and into the deep dark of space. The sneer that greeted her was one she knew. Silfe’s jaw tightened. “Rackhort. This is thick headed even for you. My father cannot possibly take on all of CSA.”

 

The man simply smiled and shrugged. He was Chiss and always a source of supremacy and condescension in her life. Her father rarely had done anything on planet without him. “Well, your father thought it was about time you came back home and even sent me,” He grimaced disdainfully and spit at her feet before approaching her, “out into this hell to fetch you.” He was taller than her by a few inches but his face was close enough to her that it didn’t matter and his breath was vomit inducing. “I hate being someone’s dog. It really isn’t my style.”

 

She turned her head to avoid the worst of the stench. “Well, I told my father I wasn’t ever coming home.”

 

“Too bad.” He said though he didn’t sound like he was sorry. "Your father isn't going to take no for an answer this time sweetheart. The price for your defiance is going to be more than you can bear. I can promise you that. No one can save you now." She could feel him moving away and another presence coming closer. Before she had time to react, her head was seized and a cloth applied to her face. Her struggle was brief, but the hands that held her were like iron. All she could see as the darkness overcame her were dark eyes without irises.

 

 

 

 

 

No one knew what came of the ship, its crew or the Minister of Foreign Affairs…. Some mysteries are easily solved, others bite you in the ass.


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Vanessa Vantai watched as the devoted ex-Imperials, some still wearing bits and pieces of their aging stormtrooper armor, dragged the crew and the Minister himself off to the holding cells. They would be mindscrubbed and given new identities as colonists on some gods-forsaken world out in the Unknown Regions, while the ship itself would be pillaged for supplies and taken to the Imperial Graveyard for indefinite storage. It was a secure location, after all - secure except for people such as Vanessa herself, who had been responsible for the laying up of the former New Order fleet. According to galactic records, the vessels had long since been lost.

 

The Ablution was, three years prior to her ascension in the Sith hierarchy, a mess. Its LRHHVels were nearly worn out, the ship's guns were using substandard munitions crafted using whatever material was available, and the vessel's systems were badly in need of an overhaul. For eighteen years Vanessa had chosen to endure a self-imposed 'exile' within the Unknown Regions, pillaging when low on supplies. Its hull was burned and pitted from multiple engagements with a variety of warships - most inferior to the Ablution, but still leaving their mark on the ship. They had even traveled to Csilla and received contracts to deal with Mnggal-Mnggal-infested planets, which they had done, though not without risk and loss to the crew.

 

Vanessa's intentions with regards to returning to whatever Sith movement were for her devoted followers. One Sith, Rule of Two, or Brotherhood of Darkness - she didn't care as long as there was something left. After her humiliating betrayal at the hands of Ayra - the woman whose opportunity to stay within the One Sith was shortly wasted - she had left, but now chose to return. And with this wealthy patron, a mister Sosuri, bankrolling the operation she was a part of, the Ablution was now as functional as she could render it.

 

Getting on secure comms, she soon contacted her patron. "We have the girl. I'll mindscrub the others on the ship and let them live the remainder of their lives as colonists on some world in the Unknown Regions. Ship will be dismantled and no trace of it will remain to the public. What do you want me to do with her now that she's in my possession?"

 

Silfe Sosuri



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The vid flickered and a man who had the same dark eyes and hair as the Minister from Commenor appeared, though he was much harder and his face far more chiseled. He looked at her, a woman, with mild disdain, but he needed her services. She had unique mind wiping and manipulation abilities he needed. There had been others, but they were mostly men, and men he viewed as problematic, especially ones he knew found his daughter attractive. No. It was best left to a woman in his opinion even if women were the lesser gender. 

 

"Good. All sounds in order then. Now that you have my daughter, I want her back, but not this free woman of Commenor bullpoodoo. She got far too big for her britches there. That Lady Kay had done far too much damage by letting my daughter roam free without restraint. She needs discipline. She needs a strong hand, my willful little girl. I want her to feel pain." He said, his jaw tightening as though he wished to be the person who was inflicting it. "I want her to be disciplined for leaving my protective and loving arms, for rejecting me. I want her to hurt, bad, for a while. Take your time there. Then I want her mind wiped of all that Commenor foolish nonsense. I want you to reprogram her into being the docile, polite, respectful, and dependent daughter once more and I want you to keep her that way. I expect to check in with your progress until the mind wipe. And when you have full control over her, I want her to come home escorted by you. You are to remain as an overseer to make sure she does not escape me again. Do you have the means to do this task? Or do you need something further from me?

 

 

 

Vanessa Vantai


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"All I require from you and your staff is competence in keeping her behavior appropriate once I release her to you." She said. "Once she is sufficiently broken and reprogrammed, I will provide you with the necessary means to maintain control over her, keeping her mind weak and her reconstructed personality appropriately intact. ONce my business with you concludes, I have an Empire to return to." She replied.

 

"I can certainly provide you with what it is you have requested." She said. "It will take time, and you will receive progress updates as she is furthered along such a path."

 

It was time for Vanessa to do what she always had desired to do - break a person down and reforge them in the image she desired them to have.

 

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He waved away the idea that she would not remain to keep an eye over his intrepid daughter. He knew her well and how hard she was to break and even when broken, she always looked for the light. She would always fight against the reprogramming but they would deal with that later, It wouldn't be something they would need for quite some time and he was sure he would be able to compensate her accordingly. She would stay if he willed it.

 

He smiled a grim but satisfied smile at the thought of how much pain this Sith would inflict on his daughter. Now she would know pain of a type in which he could not personally inflict. Maybe now she would be sorry for leaving him and trying to live a life on her own. Daughters were meant to be subservient to the wills of their fathers. Daughters were meant to dote and respect their fathers. Silfe had been a great disappointment. "Good. Then I suggest you begin at your leisure. I look forward to progress reports on your efforts. Don't be too light on her punishment. Spare the rod, spoil the child."

 

 

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A smile crossed Vanessa's lips as she ended the holographic transmission, soon heading to the solitary holding cell where Silfe herself was being kept. Even before she opened the door, she was using the powers of the Force to gently push at Silfe's mind, attempting to slowly open her up and ease into her captive's psyche. This could be a simplistic process, so long as she kept things stable.

 

"You know, I figured I was going to be sitting in the Unknown Regions for a long while. And I didn't even plan on returning to known space, but your father... your father gave me a deal I very well couldn't refuse. A deal that may very well well keep my crew alive. And all I was asked to do was to make you a respectable person, from the sound of it." A little more pressure was applied to Silfe's mind as she talked. "So tell me. What are your issues with your father?"

 

Understanding the problem was a fantastic way to learn exactly where she wanted to probe with her mental invasion.

 

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Edited by Vanessa Vantai, 10 January 2019 - 09:31 PM.


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Gods she was sore, like 'full body workout for three days straight' level of sore. That was the first thought that came to mind as she felt herself drifting awake in the post-chloroform fog. It was hard to come out of it and she wondered, in her disassociated state, why she needed to? It was cooler than she liked where she was, but she was comfor.... No... She wasn't comfortable. Why wasn't she comfortable? Awareness came to her more quickly now, exponential in its growth. She was in a cold room. She was on a hard metal bench. Her body was stiff. Her head pounded from the drug that had been used to sedate her. No. She wasn't comfortable.

 

Then in a rush, she remembered Administrator Rackhort coming on board her ship just after bombing the hell out of it and killing most of her crew. She had been taken, she realized and struggled to open her eyes. She was not safe. Who had the shadowy figure been behind Rackhort? Somehow in the fog, she couldn't remember, but her heart leapt as she finally was able to open her eyes. But the triumph was short lived.

 

It was a little disorienting to see the tiny cell from her side ways position on the bench. One really couldn't call it a bed as it wasn't long enough to ever be misconstrued as one. Slowly she lifted herself to a sitting position and looked around assessing as best she could with a pounding head. She noted the sleek and nearly seamless walls and the singular door, locked and obviously not meant to be opened from the inside. She was in trouble.

 

As she looked at the door, wondering what she was going to do, she grimaced, feeling a bit of a headache coming on. Then the door opened and a woman walked in. The woman, who was a stranger to her, came in without preamble and within moments, Silfe realized she was in more than a little trouble. Her father wasn't just having her brought home. She was here for another reason. How this woman was going to "make her a respectable person"? Her head hurt again. Maybe the drugs were not wearing off well. She touched her hand to her head. "He is a dick." she answered simply and with no small amount of sulk. It was true enough but not exactly what the woman was asking. 


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"Now now... that's not an appropriate thing to say." Vanessa said, presing a bit more on Silfe's mind, looking for whatever unknowing resistance she had to being probed and manipulated to finally collapse under the strain. "Just relax... what is your name?" She inquired. Vanessa intended to start stimulating the pleasure centers of Silfe's brain upon her answering appropriately. If not... she would have to focus on the pain receptors instead. In order to get Silfe to be honest with her, positive and negative stimulus were going to be needed.

 

"I'm waiting." She said, applying more mental pressure. The first breakage was always the most difficult one, but every successive attempt would be easier.

 

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Silfe winced as the pressure continued. Gods above she didn't like this headache. She shook her head. Obviously the woman wasn't pleased with her answer, but it didn't matter to her really. The truth was not a secret. Silfe could say it now without too much panic, she had just chosen not to. Maybe she was channeling a bit of Bradshaw Ku and being sarcastic. This woman said, just relax... Really? Silfe thought. Just relax when you are a captive by some mystery woman at the behest of your long abusive father. Suuuuurrreeee. 

 

"I am pretty sure that my father would have told you that or I wouldn't be in this mess. Why are you asking redundant questions? What's your name?" She asked with a spike of anger as the headache grew stronger. 


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"I'm the one asking the questions." Vanessa said in a straightforward, non-malicious manner. "We're going to be establishing a code of conduct here." A bit more pressure was applied. "When I ask a question, you answer. Truthfully." She was ever closer to cracking. Vanessa was sure of it. "Now, I'm going to ask again - what is your name? Please, don't resist. Just answer."

Compliance with this one question would be the first step regarding what to do next.

 

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Assuming Vanessa was like all of her father's lackeys she fully expected her to exert some kind of physical abuse to get what she wanted. Silfe knew she could withstand a bit before she would have to give in and her head was pounding so she lay back on her cold slat of a bed and sighed. Giving her name wouldn't matter. It's not like the woman didn't know it. So she rolled her eyes and then covered them with her arm to block out a bit of the light. "Silfe. Truthful enough for you?"

 

Silfe just wanted to go home and see Bradshaw. Hopefully soon enough she would be in her father's clutches and that was at least the devil she knew. She was in for a beating, she knew. Any chance that her father had to hit her would be taken, but he would be the first person Bradshaw went to to find her. 


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"That's good. Nice to meet you, Silfe." Vanessa paused for a moment. Was it worth giving away her alias to someone? She figured it was worth it. "My name is Pandeima, and I will be responsible for helping you get prepared for your life." She smiled, only further increasing the pressure as she looked at the woman's facial appearance. "Are you feeling anything unusual right now?" She inquired of her captive. "Perhaps we can deal with it, make you feel better."

That was the plan, at least.



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"Prepared for my life?" She practically snorted. It didn't make her head feel any better so it was short lived. However, her jailer's words made her angry and she didn't know what else to do at the moment other than just say what she felt. "I am not a child. My father can't control me anymore. He lost that right when I became an adult and I got away from him. This can't last forever. I have people who love and care for me. They won't leave me in his hands Pandeima."

 

The anger drained quickly under the onslaught of the headache which had gotten worse by the minute. She groaned and then let out a breath long and slow before answering. "It's gotta be the drugs they took me out with. My head is pounding." Her last words came out in a bit of a sob to her horror. It hurt and she really wanted to cry right now. She wanted Bradshaw's smiling face, Kay's cup of tea, Darlyn's sarcasm and Jairdain's solid presence.  


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"You're right. Your father can't control you. But I can." She said, applying more pressure. "Do you want to know the secret for dealing with something like that? For dealing with the pressure?" All you need to do is open up. Let whatever's trying to squeeze you flow freely and go where it needs to go." She thought for a moment. "The people who love and care for you have no idea what happened to you. For all they know your ship suffered a mishap in hyperspace, or experienced some sort of accident. There's no trace of what went on. I've made sure of that."

Vanessa continued applying the pressure, waiting patiently for that wonderful moment the pressure finally overwhelmed Silfe's defenses, letting her inside the woman's mind so she could do whatever she needed to do.

 

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She whimpered a bit and closed her eyes tightly against the pressure in her head. "So you are just another abusive person like my father. Only he used his fists to inflict pain and you are using some other method. Same bantha fodder, different day. Just like him." 

 

Then she heard how Pandeima had hidden all signs of what happened to her. No one knew where she was. The realization hit her like a brick. Despite the pain she was in, she looked up into the woman's eyes and found them calmly waiting for the words to hit home. After a moment, she closed them again against the pain and pushed herself back into the corner of the bed against walls. Tears fell even though she would have done anything not to show the weakness to Pandeima. They didn't know. Silfe didn't question that. It was hardly out of the realm of possibility and she was not like her father's lackeys. She was detailed. Silfe didn't know how she knew, but she did. 

 

She sniffled and placed her shaking hands on either side of her head, The pain was growing, not fast, but methodically slow yet she could feel every rise given. "Stop it." she whispered in a soft cry of pain. "Just let me go."

 

 

Vanessa Vantai


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"The pain isn't my doing, actually." She said. "It's yours. See, I'm trying to help you, but first, I need you to relax, to open your mind up to the possibilities. The more you try to keep me out, the more painful it becomes for you." She said. Every word of that was true. "Oh, I can't let you go like this, Silfe. You know that. But after you become a nice, subdued, submissive woman, willing to listen to wiser people's advice, then I will let you go back where you need to." She said. "So please... just break the walls down, let me in, and the pain will all go away. I promise."

Indeed she did - and once such a collapse had happened, she would be sure to suitably reward the captive woman with an appropriate sensation.

 

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"You think I don't know you could stop this too. This didn't happen on its own." she cried. No. She refused the truth because the alternative meant that she would be at her father's mercy for gods knew how long. "I don't want to be his puppet, his punching bag." Oh gods it hurt. Her head felt so much like it was splitting open but she wouldn't back down. "I can't, I won't go back to that life. What's this pain compared to a lifetime of that. Have I not suffered enough at his hands?"

 

Her fingers curled into fists on either side of her head, the trembling was becoming more obvious. Silfe was breathing heavier than she had been. Her knees curled up before her as if she could make herself so small, that she would no longer be here. She was fighting it. 

 

Vanessa Vantai


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She may have been fighting it, but now Vanessa would showcase what she truly could do. She drastically increased the pressure of her attempt to break through Silfe’s mental defenses, all the while repeating the same simple, calm, and peaceful mantra over and over again in a slow and methodical tone.

“Let me in.”

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Silfe cried out at the sudden surge in pressure and pain, "NO!" and buried her face in her knees, sobbing without restraint now. Before, she had been a little scared, but always retained hope she would get out of this situation alive and in tact. Pandeima was proving to her very pointedly, that she wouldn't. The simple truth was just that, simple. If she gave in, the pain would recede, if she didn't it would only continue to increase. Silfe herself had never had any Force abilities to fight this kind of attack off. She was here, alone and defenseless. Just that thought alone hurt more than the pressure, but what could she do... 

 

Her mind was becoming more and more wrapped up in the sensation and concentration and thought were ebbing away so that it was becoming harder to think. One thought came to her mind amid the droning of pain, she had always hoped she would come out of this situation...alive. If there was no hope, no one to save her, she didn't have to live. Silfe looked up at her captor with defiance and anger as she took a deep breath and then threw herself as hard as she could toward the wall behind her... head first. 

 

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Vanessa saw Silfe’s motion and raised a hand, using the Force to keep Silfe from hitting the metal wall. “Come now... self-harm is never the answer.” She said, still maintaining the grasp on the woman’s mind as well. She had been furthering her abilities in the Force for eighteen years - she wasn’t going to let a weak little girl like this prevent her from accomplishing her intended objective. So it was that with everything she could muster, she forced herself against Silfe’s mind, like a battering ram of extreme weight and strength hammering on her mind’s wall with everything it had. She would break this woman.

“Let me in.”

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