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Do No Harm (Talia&Havoc against One Sith)

FARLAX SECTOR

The system despite its closeness to Coruscant and the core had been largely unexplored hosting nearly two thousand worlds that can be inhabited. A portion of which were known and really explored as the jungle world the Roanoke prison ship sat on made little movement elsewhere. The inhabitants had been rounded up for labor camps and work on other world, helping secure Csilla and the Chiss shipyards, build the valley on Coruscant and move the supplies of food and supplies as the "planetary shield generator" on the world to protect from dangerous problems of the core and deep core.

The jedi prisoner [member="Tallia Farn"] had been captured on Coruscant, taken with a small group to be interrogated and from her prison ship under the city Seras had seen her transferred offworld in a packing ship. Stripped and beaten by guards for good measure to keep them pliable before being distributed throughout the majority of One Sith space. She had wanted to see what could be done and after returning from the shipyards with some medical data for sith purebloods, chiss and other species the garhoon was looking as the prisoners in the bay. Sectioned off by blocks that she could work. Her fingers drumming for several moments before she turned around and had a grin under her mask.

"Kill fifty percent of the prisoners who have failed to preform their duties, bring the jedi to the lab and ensure she is enjoying herself." Seras kept walking now and going through the hallway until she was standing at the door to the spice labs. "And how is our medicine?" The scientist in the lab making it looked up and produced an ichorous vial labeled 'serum X196438457 and Seras held in between her fingers. Allowing for another laugh as more was produced. She was looking at the tests going on with the different vials in the background on patients to see how much was needed to break them down.

"Proceed and keep me informed in case something more.... useful comes for breaking a jedi. We don't want her to be uncomfortable after all." Then she was moving again as the room was set up, the holocron the jedi had been trying to protect... Locked and requiring her to open.. or one of them. The information more important to [member="Darth Mierin"] as a hand of the Dark lord himself. The notice he had taken of the doctor a surprise to her while under her precervation suits mask and around her scarred jaw her dark mark stood out going down her throat.

"Seems we have an audience." She turned to observe [member="Chenlacca"], [member="Darth Veles"], [member="Bond"] and [member="sabrina"] for a moment while speaking and touching the transparasteel. "You will remain quiet for now, the transparasteel will let you see but she'll be able to hear fine, this is my arena and I am very good at it. The subject has been most resistant to the mind probes but this latest spice mixture with some Ixetal cilona to keep her force presence should prove more useful." She gave a mechanical hiss and pressed a button on the datapad to darken the steel on one side so they could observe while the guards wheeled her in.

"Test subject number six thousand seven hundred and fifty four, original name [member="Tallia Farn"] of the jedi order, an heir to Hapen royality and captured on Coruscant when the jedi temple fell. She has been here two months, in another camp before that." Seras was clinical, methodical and moved about. "Today the subject will be given a cocktail of the spice formula, Ixetal cilona and a standard truth serum. She will be submerged in water that will be rapidly chilled using cryoban gas to negative forty degree. Then removed before it fully freezes over and then plucked clean of her hair while her body is placed under heat lamps to warm up."

Seras turned towards the woman so it could all sink in and the rack she was on with a straight jacket and mask over her face wouldn't let her speak just yet. That wasn't the point for now, she was to hear it all. "Then I shall adminster a series of questions to get to the root of her truth, her being. What makes her want to resist us." She was speaking more like it was into a recorder to be sent away for review by medical board. "Once we learn why she fights we can best learn how to turn her into our masters servant, into an agent of the sith... or subject number six thousand seven hundred and fifty four you will die here and no one will ever find your body."

She continued to watch for a moment and to let everything sink in while she moved forward checking first the straps and then the mask. "I am going to remove your mask and bit now subject number six thousand seven hundred fifty four. If you bite me or try to resist I am going to pull your teeth out with a hammer and now pain killers. You don't need all of them to speak." Her mechanical voice was ticking away as the mask with a horse style bit came out for Talia's mouth. Seras turned around and walked towards the holocron as a chair appeared behind her from a corner of the room with a small display of the force. "Now what is your designation?"


MEANWHILE ACROSS THE GALAXY IN THE HAVOC SQUAD BARRACKS

The mission had been given or at least something, rumors of secret prison ships hidden away deep on worlds by the One sith throughout the galaxy. Rohn would need to ith Havoc find the first part which is a way to confirm such a place exists, then a way to find it and the proper location of the jedi. While infiltrating into sith space for an unknown location.

[member="Kaiden 'Papa' Rohn"]
 
Solan whistled as he moved through the streets reading the file off his datapad with a grin, he loved having a mole but oh how his own employer was the mole is a grand thing. He signaled with his hand to the woman nearby, one [member="Kyla Verss"] as he walked and gave her the datapad, on it was details of a Jedi who would be vulnerable to a chance at escape if they timed it right. It had been several weeks after the initial meeting and with a touch of his hand he gave a single signal to members of the movement that would be on planet hopefully, such as [member="Merec Vizsla"] and [member="Mrrew"] . He also gave a command to stationed infiltrators and soldiers to meet up, his hand gliding over and signalling [member="Atlas"], [member="Olidiv Kenu"], [member="Saran Drast"], [member="Titan"], and [member="Alicia Drey"] as he called for those that could to meet at the rendezvous site before they would set out for a strike. He spoke to the woman beside him in a low voice as they walked. "The plan is to remain as you saw on the datapad, trust me when i say it is our best bet." He moved and headed for the cantina that was the meeting spot.

[member="Seras Goto"]
 
Tallia breathed heavily through her mouth as the gag was removed. She blinked twice before answering the being that stood before her. "Why don't you tell me? You seem to have all the answers." It was supposed to be a quip, but it came out halfheartedly. The young, Jedi girl was physically and mentally exhausted from her time in the work camps and interrogation sessions. She kept a brave face, but she was starting to slowly break down. She often wondered if this was how the rest of her life was to be spent? Would she be tortured and toyed with until her body finally began to fail her? It was admittedly a better alternative than to give in to the Sith's demands. She hoped that she would never be manipulated into opening the holocron. Tallia didn't know exactly what information was contained inside the blue, glowing cube, but if her captors wanted it so badly, it could likely lead to more deaths than just her's.

She waited instinctively for some form of correction. A slap in the face, a punch in the stomach, or a jolt of electricity to her body. Such things had been common in sessions she had frequented during her time as a prisoner. All punishments were made to be painful and humiliating. Her constant refusal to give up her resistance made the pain more tolerable, but it seemed to increase in intensity and power every time. When she began to think that she might not be able to handle much more, she would whisper the Jedi Code to herself. It worked both to strengthen her, and anger the interrogator. "There is no emotion, there is peace." Slipped almost silently out her lips. She believed the words, but the reality of them became less clear as her captors pumped her body with more experimental drugs that clouded her head.

[member="Seras Goto"]
 
Veles remembered the Jedi brat very well, having defeated her on Coruscant. No doubt the energy she had burned during their duel was the thing that ultimately led to her capture. She did have enough energy to lock a holocron though, which the One Sith needed to get open to learn more secrets of the Force in order to bring peace faster, with lesser loss of life. Or at least Veles believed that as he stood in the room with the others and observed what was going on in the interrogation room where the main interrogator already awaited the Jedi's arrival. The Mon Calamari Sith Master resisted the urge to smile as they led her through the door on the other side of the transparasteel, naked and weak. This Jedi was so unlike Maya. Stubborn, selfish, unwilling to listen to the truth and voluntarily accept the redemption the One Sith offered so kidly. [member="Tallia Farn"] would never become a good Sith and Veles fully realized that. He did not want the interrogating Sith Knight to even attempt to turn the teenager into a Sith agent. If only he could interrogate the Jedi himself! No pseudo-torture without any real harm done. The Jedi had to see her body being damaged in order for her mind to take it in, as she could most likely block pain.

The young Voice's presence remained hidden to avoid the Jedi recognizing his signature in the Force. No doubt she would have attempted to use that to her advantage somehow. The first thing they should definitely do was to ensure the Jedi knew she could not get away; and what better way of doing that than cutting off her legs or burning a hole into each knee with the superheated plasma of a lightsaber? She had to feel desperate and without hope, she needed to realize that repeating her nonsense code over and over would not help her.
 
The redhead took the datapad, reading the information with a frown. The young Jedi was in danger, no doubt, but what chance did they have at getting her back from wherever she was? And more importantly, why was she worth so much? Kyla greatly disliked the idea of wasting good, loyal men to search for one of many missing Jedi. Sooner or later, she'd turn up anyway, either dead or as a Sith. Walking next to [member="Solan Charr"], the GIA agent finished the read and handed the datapad back to the man's hands. "Tell me again what makes her so important? She's just another of many thousands who have been MIA since the invasion of Coruscant. We don't even know where she is. Even if she's still alive after all this time, and still on our side, mind you, wasting our scarce resources on searching for her and taking her from the Sith grasp does not help our cause. We need to focus on Coruscant," she said firmly, by no means willing to debate this.

"The ordinary people need to know we are there for them. Helping some kid just because she is a Force user will make it look like we are those who squeal in joy as they kiss the Jedi boots. And let me say, the Jedi are not liked on Coruscant. Those loyal to the Republic think them to be incompetent liars who promise you everything, only to fail defending the most important planet in the whole Republic. And those loyal to the Sith obviously think the Jedi are monsters. Plus, we don't want to reveal ourselves to the Sith yet. Our movement needs to gain more strength before we can afford to risk like this. Let other Jedi handle it."

The young agent kept her voice down when passing other people, speaking only when nobody was around to hear her. Anyone could be a Sith informant. With all of her agents setting up in their new positions, she did not even know how and where to start. This operation would only prove to be a waste of precious resources, so she hoped there was a way of talking the rebellion leader out of it.
 

Arturious Engel

Guest
Arturious watched [member="Seras Goto"] as she spoke to subject 6754. He had only stopped by out of curiosity at what Seras was up to when they were not conquering worlds. It would seem others were curious as well.

Arturious gave [member="Darth Veles"] a polite nod before turning back to watch the interrogation.
 
[member="Kyla Verss"]

"Jedi are still members of the republic [member="Kyla Verss"], whether you like it or not and it was them that had originally trained me. And if you want another good reason then let me point out this woman is an heir to the hapes, would it not be smart to keep that as a good ally incase things went wrong and we needed to get off planet. Not only will the Jedi be grateful but as will the Hapes and the Republic itself, and there is nothing we can do, save her or not, that would make the people like us better than the Sith, not while the Sith keep up their illusion of being the good guys."
 
I nodded silently to [member="Arturious Engel"] and [member="Darth Veles"] and took my wide-brimmed hat off. If the glass became transparent again, the young Jedi would see an emotionless droid and two cold Sith. It was a well-engineered interrogation, with the woman having been sent to a whole bunch of different prisons and camps so that she couldn't form attachments or escape plans with any of her fellow inmates. [member="Seras Goto"] was trying yet another of the odd little concoctions she so enjoyed making. If it worked, it would both preserve and supress the girl's Force energies, while making her mind more malleable.
 
[member="Tallia Farn"]

Her anger and annoyance was cold, an ivy chill as she narrowed eyes upon the woman. Walking forward and touching with her hand for a moment. "Subject number six thousand seven hundred fifty four is your name and I know you find purpose in those words." Now she was amused and showing it, while a small tube was brought in. "Shh shh don't worry it can't kill you Ixetal cilona is a gas used and concentrated in death sticks... It muddies your force powers for several hours and makes you enjoy experiences six thousand seven hundred fifty four. Your about to get to play around inside your head while I.... make sure your body doesn't die."

Seras laughed to that now with a small mechanical sound to her voice while putting the tube in Tallia's face and spraying the chemical. To get her high first but much like a force breaker grenade take her off the need for her talents. She wanted to leave her open and vulnerable as the suit protected her from inhaling. "Now breath deeply little jedi." She remained there for a moment before her hand rose and a man in a black mask came in, syringe presented to her as she brought it about. "The subject number six thousand seven hundred fifty four will now be given a cocktail with sodium amytal to loosen her up."

As truth serum was a foolish notion but lowering ones resistance after they had been beaten, tortured and everything could provide the better answers. Seras motioned with a finger for a strap to her head and a finger to the eye lid. "Now stay still or your going to lose one of those pretty eyes my dear." She slowly moved it forward while exerting strength to keep her in place. Garhoon strength instead of human one of the few indicators she was something more, her eyes tracking the girl while making the injection through the tear duct and back. "Should take effect soon enough. Now for the final piece of your cocktail."

Seras held up the vial of spice and shook it to let the thick sludge like liquid slosh about. Her finger popping the top off and the sickly sweet scent coming off that made it so addicting. She moved it towards Tallia and her hand shifted from head towards nose to hold it until she had to breath and then she would pour it all down her throat with that gulp of air. If she resisted that was, for now she moved it close and spoke. "Drink." Her hands in place and waiting while still pressing and not listening which was a good thng to the ones behind the transparasteel.

Then afterwards she was moving away and tapping on the small podium the holocron sat on with her fingers. "Now subject number six thousand seven hundred fifty four, how do you feel? Enjoyable? Loose? Angry? A mixture of all? It matters little as here one way or the other I'll have your secrets or I'll have your life. There are stronger drugs I can give you, ones that will break you to a point all you'll become is a drooling little lap dog at my heels. Your jedi friends will see what has come of it and fail to understand the power in dehumanizing ones like yourself. So answer or into the tank with you and all that hair on your head will be gone."
 
Mrrew stepped out of one of the many small alleys that crisscorred the underworld of Corusaunt, emerging next to [member="Solan Charr"] and any of the other members of the CLF that was in the area. He didn't know that this was going on now. He had only been on planet looking for some recruits to the Rebel Alliance, he had no idea the liveraiton Front would need him. But nontheless, here he was, and he was ready to help. An array of weapons hung off his body from the bodo bass gunbelt and bandoleirs he wore, hidden all by a long dark grey cloak that helped him blend in somehwat while on Corusaunt. A giant Togorian was easy to pick out of a line up, and he did not wantt o be reconized. Mrrew glanced between Solan and [member="Kyla Verss"], frowning somewhat. "What're we doing?"
 
"Exactly," Kyla said in response, "Jedi are members of the Republic, therefore we let the Republic and the Jedi Order handle it. They have weapons and manpower. We don't. Our movement is still being born, we cannot risk wasting our resources on something that will give us little to nothing in return. We do not even know if she still lives or hasn't joined the Sith... Instead of chasing after this, we should focus on building strong foundations of the rebellion." How much she hated every Force user was treated as someone special, life of one being worth billions of non-Force sensitives of all kinds. Why could not all Force sensitives kill each other without ruining the entire galaxy? Instead of that, both Jedi and Sith fought through their troopers, their eternal war of different religions constantly depopulating the galaxy. The Republic was weak. Tired from the constant fighting. Kyla remembered the offer of peace coming from the One Sith. By no means she trusted those maniacs, but sending the Jedi away might result in the two orders tearing each other apart out of the Republic space and give her beloved Republic much needed time to recover.

Upon hearing the Togorian, [member="Mrrew"], Kyla turned her head to look at the furry sentient as he asked a question, then glanced back at [member="Solan Charr"]. "Let's think about it. If the Jedi is still alive, she must be held in a prison that is able to contain such prisoner. In fact, it might be a prison built specifically to hold Jedi. Attacking that facility would be suicidal for our movement. We need more weapons. More men. We need to get those before assaulting such well defended targets."
 
HAVOC SQUAD BARRACKS
[member="Kaiden 'Papa' Rohn"] [member="Commander Sharky"] [member="Shuk Swii"] [member="ARC-052 Dish"] [member="Miles Varden"] [member="Kiyron "] [member="Brill"] [member="Riley Stryker"] [member="Ori'Alor Tal'Verda"] [member="Fadeyka"]

Willa was there, while Rohn was coming and going to be a little late she was going to make the briefing. Her fingers tapping the table as she kicked a foot off the table and backed her seat up before rising up. A glare to silence the few in the room with her while she turned her head. "Alright listen up, the time for practice and bonding is over. We're going at the sith where they don't want it, rumors though we will need to get boots to the ground and confirm it. We'll need to do this without Serenity or some fleet support. That is fine, we've had worse, we've had harder situations. So we'll be getting on the ground, we'll need to meet up and confirm these rumors while looking for locations."

She let it sink in, finding a needle in a haystack was hard enough but this was a needle that if it was seen would break and shatter the sith's image. She knew the value of secret prisons, they had sent people to a few and had public ones like The pit and Unreal city. "This isn't going to be fun, this isn't going to be eay and it won't be quick. We have to go to sith space, we have to infiltrate their capital and find evidense of this place or more and then travel to it. There will be resistance, there will be danger and I wouldn't blame you for not wanting to come. Which is why anyone not wanting to do this has one chance to leave right now." She paused for a moment in case anyone wanted to drop away.

"Good for this I want you to be quick on your feet and armed to the teeth. Havoc armor outfitted with gravity leverlers, use it on the lesser settings and your gear will become ten times lighter. We're not going to have resupplies or back up. The fleet what is left of it won't be around to support us and that is fine. This is what we were made for and what we're good at. There are no restirctions on equipment though take what you can carry and what we can load into the cloud car. It will get us in and out hopefully unsuspected and undetected for a moment." She brought up the display of the cloud car she had saved and gotten from silk for them to use as needed, they had a troop transport to get them on planet but going places in it would be troublesome as it were.

"Any questions?"
 

Shuk Swii

The Silent Gand
(I'm unsure if I can be in one thread with multiple characters... I'm Mrrew. If I'm not, do tell.)

Shuk stood at the back of the group in the Havoc Barracks, nodding slowly as [member="Willa Isard"] debriefed them. He, of course, wasn't going to step out of the arrangment. It would be an excellent chance to strike at the Sith. They worked hard establishing a public image, orphanages and programs for the lower-class civilians. It would be wonderful to show the galaxy that they are still what they try to make people forget they are. Sith. Although, he didn't accept the offers of Havoc Squad armor and weaponry. He woudl be useless with any of the weaponry they had, and the armor would just slow him down, even if it was light-weight. He wouldn't need it. Nontheless, Shuk nodded, watching Willa carefully through his large compound eyes.

(I love how [member="Kyla Verss"] said 'let the republic deal with it'. Then the Havoc Squad posted. Lol.)
 
Sharky listened to Willa excited about the mission...

"Roger that ma'm.., but i do have one question...what do we do with the sith if we find one get caught and hopefully capture one in the end do we execute it or just send him or her to prison?"
 
Darth Banshee watched closely what was happening she, she was not expecting trouble. So she left her armour, back her ship. She was with her master [member="Darth Veles"], he was one the voices know. He job was to spy on whole sector of space, and report back. She happy for him, she only hoped he get back his companion soon. To help share his burden, and keep him form being to stressed. She did wonder if it was worth, doing a prisoner exchange. Out shear curiosity she asked, We could try and swap her for maya? She hoped he say yes, as she new he missed her.
 
The Jedi remained in the observation room watching the ongoings. There were several other Sith inside of the room, but he paid them no heed. He gave them their needed acknowledgement of course, but the majority of his attention was for the Jedi Knight that was on the other side of the glass from him. The other Sith Knight, [member="Seras Goto"] had herself a test subject in the form of a Jedi, a Jedi that was said to have been captured on Coruscant when the One Sith revealed themselves and crushed the Jedi and the Galactic Republic.

Only one Jedi captured?

Clasping his hands in front of him within his long sleeved outer robes, he watched silently, brooding.
 
The large amber eyes glared at the Jedi, watching the interrogation with great interest. The methods still seemed to be very soft, but perhaps the interrogator wished to intensify the level of pain and brutality? But what did Veles know about an interrogation; he was an assassin with little to no idea how to interrogate through torture, vastly prefering a polite conversation instead. Like with Maya Whitelight, a Jedi healer he had persuaded to join the Sith more or less voluntarily and opened her eyes enough to witness the Lord's light. Obviously, a simple talk was entirely out of option in this situation, given the prisoner seemed to try and ignore the outside world, so he let the professional do it. If only the interrogating Knight cut off the Jedi's legs to shatter all of her hopes of escaping! As long as the teenage brat had any hope of escaping, it might be very hard to break her.

Upon [member="Darth Banshee"]'s mention of Maya, the amphibian blinked, his gaze slowly shifting towards the female Knight who stood right next to him. Surprisingly, he felt very calm and collected when thinking of the young healer. No longer he allowed his feelings towards Maya get the better of him. "Different Order, Knight," Veles whispered coldly, his voice carrying no trace of what he could have felt for the Zeltron, "The answer is no." He still worked on her rescue, so he refused to hear anything about trading prisoners. After the Republic decided to execute anyone working with the Sith, Veles had decided to repay them in kind. Whether Seras succeeded or not, the prisoner would not leave the prison alive, and he'd personally send her head to the Jedi Council in a nice package with his best regards to the Grand Master.
 
[member="Kyla Verss"] [member="Mrrew"]

He glanced at her and turned sharply, heading for one of the alleys he used as meeting places, this one would connect to his destination. "Look, i realize that this is a perfect chance for us to gather weapons from a fresh target, but i can assure you that where we are going is not on Coruscant and even if we attacked a site on planet we would be attacking something with a full garrison. The information my contact has sent us details a way into the place, some identification codes, and where it is, getting out would be the only problem and i can assure you that that will be of no problem because of a certain... ally i acquired. Eve, do come out please." Stepping out of the shadows was a nine year old girl who had a bit of grime and grease on her and in her hands was a device she had been taking apart.

"Mrrew, Agent, this is Eve, a AI that will be helping us, she is contained in this body and is how she walks around among others without being noticed." The AI waved its hand to them, though did not say a single word as she went back to disassembling the device. "Now, shall we get to the meeting place before we continue this talk?"
 
Commander Sharky Shuk Swii ARC-052 Dish Miles Varden Kiyron Brill Riley Stryker Ori'Alor Tal'Verda Fadeyka [member="Willa Isard"]


HAVOC SQUAD BARRACKS


There was a hush as the doors slid open, and the Commander stepped in. He looked around, and held his hands at his sides. He was a commander by action, a man of principle and experience. He held up a hand as he walked, ushering silence."Willa, I want contact with anyone and everyone who is involved in this mission."He marched forward, speaking again."Sharky, there is a big stack of crates out in the armory, get a handtruck and push them here. I've got surprises for you all. Open any of them and you will be demoted and have extra PT and duties for six years."He turned around, narrowing his eyes.


"Willa, have the One Sith destroyed most of our satellites in the area, or are some still operational?"He paused, for an afterthought."Miles, I want contact with the CLF. See if they can help us out."He waved his hands, and started to boot up his briefing console.

"Get to work people."
 
[member="Kaiden 'Papa' Rohn"] [member="Commander Sharky"] [member="Shuk Swii"] [[your good sweetie]]

Willa looked up and raised an eyebrow to Rohn but was willing to go out on a little faith for this. Though.... "Boss I have no idea who is in the liberation front, if we snuck onto the planet I am one of the few who could walk around easily. The Ember of Vahl help the sith. My people won't care about me until we start shooting things... then well bad things happen when Vahla have fire and heretics." She knew the danger of going both ways one of being drawn back into her people's religion and the other of offending them. That would be a tight rope she didn't want to walk and the rest would be in danger. "I also have no idea how useful they can be I mean rebels are good for causing problems but in a fight I'd rather trust our barely together navy. Still could be fun trying to find them at least we might get an ally out of it all."
 

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