Minotaur
[member="Sara Lee Jones"]
The prisoner was taken from her cell to an interview room on the Subversion. The corridor was cleared for her walk. No logos, no known uniforms that would give her an indication of where she was. Just the constant hum of the engines that suggested they were in space. Whilst the pilot hadn't been treated badly, she had been left in the darkness quite alone for nearly an entire day now. Just food and water at regular intervals.
Vo wasn't an expert interrogator. Not on the scale of the entire SIS anyway. He read people well, he noticed the small things. He wasn't here to assess what the pilot knew; Vo merely had to decide if she knew anything worth bringing a telepath in for.
The guard would lead her into a small, cubic room. The walls were entirely plain. There was a simple metal table and two chairs. In the one opposite the door sat the sullustan. He had a glass of water before him as well as a datapad. In the middle of the table was a plate of biscuits.
"Please, sit down. Can I get you anything to drink? Caf perhaps?"
The prisoner was taken from her cell to an interview room on the Subversion. The corridor was cleared for her walk. No logos, no known uniforms that would give her an indication of where she was. Just the constant hum of the engines that suggested they were in space. Whilst the pilot hadn't been treated badly, she had been left in the darkness quite alone for nearly an entire day now. Just food and water at regular intervals.
Vo wasn't an expert interrogator. Not on the scale of the entire SIS anyway. He read people well, he noticed the small things. He wasn't here to assess what the pilot knew; Vo merely had to decide if she knew anything worth bringing a telepath in for.
The guard would lead her into a small, cubic room. The walls were entirely plain. There was a simple metal table and two chairs. In the one opposite the door sat the sullustan. He had a glass of water before him as well as a datapad. In the middle of the table was a plate of biscuits.
"Please, sit down. Can I get you anything to drink? Caf perhaps?"