Do No Harm (Talia&Havoc against One Sith)

[Tallia Farn]

Tallia hung silently as the narcotics began to work into her system. Though she did not struggle physically in her bondage, she fought savagely to keep control of her mind. Her vision began to blur and meld with images in her head. A huge temple bathed in golden sunlight, a man's face who she instantly recognized as her father, a group of Tallia and her friends from the Order on a mission to Ilum, the masked face of [member="Cale Gunderson"]. At the sight of her former friend and now Sith agent, she jolted out of her thoughts and into the situation at hand.

Her head lifted at the question from her interrogator. "I don't feel.. anything.. Not here.. It would be a weakness to do so." Tallia paused, considering her words carefully for a moment then continuing. "To give relevance to my emotions who be to turn my back on the people I swear to protect. The ones that the Sith subjugate and treat unjustly." She was surprised at how easily she'd been able to form her retort while under the influence of the drugs. " The answer.. is no. I won't open the holocron. Not unless you give me a logical reason with which I can agree with." She fell silent again, lost in thought. Tallia knew that she had most likely overstepped her boundaries, but the process of interrogation was simply alien to her. She looked around the room as best she could, wondering if there were cameras in the room, and who was watching her.
[member="Seras Goto"]

 

[Kiyron]

Kiyron nodded, chewing his lip and running through possibilities. This would be a Multi-stage mission then. One completely unlike any of the other campaigns they had before. This was a true Havoc mission. Not unlike his own extended camping trip. Except with more Dark Side users. More technology. And much higher stakes. He gave a slow grin. Excellent. The chances of him making it out alive were probably rather close to zero. Or below zero, if it were possible without them flipping back around and ensuring his survival. So be it. Death was certain, after all, and only the hour was unknown. Perhaps his would be his time.

He raised a hand for a moment and then asked his question, "What kind of transport are we using for his op? Modified freighter? Stealth ship? Basic freighter? And what is our estimated time in the field?"

[member="Willa Isard"] [member="Kaiden 'Papa' Rohn"]

 

[Seras Goto]

[member="Tallia Farn"]

Seras looked at her now with amuse ment in her eyes. "Interesting, your resistance and insistance is pleasing it means I get to enjoy this process more." She walked over and placed a hand on her face while she whispered. "You have no idea how much I am going to enjoy this. Hapen vanity is such a fun thing to exploit, are you going to enjoy the slices across your cheeks? The burns on your body everywhere that would be visible?" Her head came away while she moved snapping a finger and bringing down a holoprojector that opened displaying Seras standing with another jedi who was talking.

"Oh home movies, have you ever seen this one. One of your friends from the temples lets watch and see what her refusal led too." A small laugh came with it. Seras was standing there while the jedi was talking to her, it wasn't in this room it was different compared. "If you let me go, I'll say you surrendered witch your war crimes will not be forgiven but you'll live with life in prison." The garhoon laughed, her mask coming away from her face to show bared fangs and she spoke loud enough to hear while Seras was having the vat prepared... a little thing to pass the time and le the drugs go deeper into her system.

"War crimes? How could there be war crimes, when there wasn't any war? Your chancellor made sure of that flaunting a peace treaty to the galaxy. Claiming her own divinity at doing something no one else was able to do when all the while we acted, we schemed, we sown ourselves into the marrow of worlds along your borders and into the people." She looked at the jedi letting her come away from the rack and stumble about. Her open wounds on her legs showing as she fell forward from the removed kneecaps and the double mastectamy showing she had been a jedi from the temples before the fall of the empire. Seras chimed in from the side. "She was from Ossus one of the teams in the hills talking to the Ysanna... Weren't you there? Maybe she was a friend of yours?"

Seras had a wide grin under her mask while she undid one of the straps to loosen Talia but still keep her in the jacket. "Of course, I can understand how you might wish there had been a war... Your need to indulge some pathetic fantasy of brave soldiers marching to an honorable defeat to an honorable death but in fact, Jedi. You and I both know there was no war; no glory; the people of the worlds didn't resist. They just surrendered. Your jedi might fight us but they do not see how far we can spread like a cancer, like a gnarled root twisted with age." Seras had a smile on her face now the respirator there covering it as listening to it almost seemed to invigorate her.

The jedi looked up in the projection as she spat on the ground and spoke. "You're a liar, the sith are falling, the empire collapsing your not anythign more then a sick woman in an iron mask. Evil to the core and not the Seras Goto who gave us the location of one of the camps. I saw it, what you did to the Ysanna, to the people on Ossus." She tried crawling forward and Seras stepped over her and her boot came up as she brought it down with a sickening snap to the woman's hand. Gasps of pain and some blood from the slices on her head where she had gotten her head shaved.

Then she looked at her at the jedi. "What lies? You mean my failure to divulge my true identity? Believe me, I yearned to tell you. But I knew how much more satisfying it would be for you to find out for yourself. And believe me, jedi; that was my only deception. Seras Gota? She was a magnificent file clerk. And I, Úrui Ruith? I hope you won't think it immodest of me when I say this I was a magnificent leader. You never saw Kahlee or Ossus at its height. As a labor camp, it was the very model of order and efficiency. And why? For that, you must look to the top. To me! My word, my merest glance, was law and my verdict was always the same. Guilty." Seras had a smile now on her face at that.. enjoying it, the look on the face of the jedi and the face Tallia was giving her a feeling of excitement.

The jedi tried to strike out and some force energy came as she screamed and Seras moved laughing. "Can you not feel it jedi? That surge of righteous thought, that pleasure in doing the right thing. My men understood that... which is why they loved me. I'd order them to go out and kill. To murder child in their beds, in their schools and they would do it... Then they'd come back covered in blood... and still feel clean. Yes, jedi... clean and why did they feel that way?... Because they were clean! Because killing those inferior to us, inferior to the empire is not a crime. Exterminating lessers is not something to be demonized." Now Seras had Tallia free and standing over the vat of cryoban chilled waters.

"It is an accomplishment, it is something that needs to be done. I did what the emperor charged me I was ordered to find ways to kill the leeches of society, the degenerates, the sick, the old and impure and it was all in a days work. Though I admit to a ping of pleasure in hearing their scream. You see, life at a forced labor camp can be so isolating. Where the screams kept up my men at night I slept soundly but with no contact to those who felt as I did... At times I felt that only I bore the burden of cleansing the galaxy and the Sith empire of its pests. Those reports reassured me that I was not alone. That there were others in the galaxy doing as I did." She looked at Tallia and removed the jacket and the rest of her cloths while looking at her.

"Now understand jedi, this is about the holocron but once those drugs go through your system I can have the dark lord order you to open it with a bare thought. The reason your here, why your with me...." She leaned closer finishing and stripping Tallia naked. "It is because I can." She pushed her into the water, the cryoban keeping the water cold and underneath the layer of frozen on the surface the chilled temperature. She wated a few moments and a droid arm lifted Tallia up to breathed again for a moment before dunking her down again. Then pulling her up and back down until several minutes had passed. The danger of killing her to quickly there while she was dragged out.

"Now droids get to work." They went about, plucking body hair from every part of Tallia as Seras looked down pouring in some places scolding hot water to 'heat up' Tallia while her droids finished later on getting all of her smooth and clean with the most amount of pain trying to preserve the roots. a painful procedure and when it was done her finger extended running along the skin where it was either ice cold or red from hot water. "Subject number six thousand seven hundred fifty four I find you guilty. Of endangering innocents, guilty of being an inferior being when you could be a master over others, guilty of the crimes agaisnt the One Sith Order and tis Dark Lord."

Her smirk under the mask now appeared when she removed it looking into the womans eyes and coming close. Her fangs popped into place and the scarred tattooed mouth while she leaned over her and licked her tongue across the pulse in her neck. Feeling the thump thump thump, her tongue coming away and she looked down at her. "Opening the holocron is only one part of what we want Subject number six thousand seven hundred fifty four, I want to offer you a chance. A chance to live, a chance to serve and a chance to.... return the favor. Your people have abandoned you, left you to my tender mercies, they have not come looking for you. No one knows where you are but I do want to know you. I want to talk with you and tell you secrets but you need to do something for me."

She got close to Tallia's ear as she spoke. "I want you to serve the master."

 

[Serah Oricion]

[member="Kiyron "][member="Willa Isard"] [member="Kaiden 'Papa' Rohn"]

Yusan was just there for the ride this time, Havoc squad gave him an oppertunity and it is not one he would come to regret, his hands tightening around the saber in his hand as he counted slowly, then began to list names. "Isolda, Vornskr, Daella, Krag..." He muttered under his breath, along with the names of dozens of others as he listened to the plan that had been thought out and drawn out, he would see them all dead if he got the chance and this was just that chance for him to kill them all without hesitation.

 

[Raijin Arashi]

I thought that there was something fundamentally wrong about this. Twisting one's mind with the drug was one thing, but using it to cause pain, to bring painful memories into sharp focus, was cruel. Those of us behind the glass could probably have broken her without the needless torture.

I finally felt that the time was right. I signaled [member="Seras Goto"] that I would like to take my place in the interrogation room, now.

 

[Darth Banshee]

Darth Banshee listened to [member="Darth Veles"], as he explained a different order of Jedi. He was on about the silver order, Oh she replied. The sliver order of jedi, where in her eyes they where fallen Jedi. They would be sith sooner or later, she just hoped they did not cause the mandalorians any problems when they became it. As that would further entrench the views of the sith. Their transition was inevitable, as they craved power. This is why they left the republic, to set up on their own. As they gain it, they will feel the darkside. Though with out the sith code to teach them, they will become vulnerable to worse excess of their emotions ,like other dark Jedi before them.

She then asked him If you need a hand rescuing her, please don`t hesitate to ask. She did not like seeing him like this, and she hoped one day they would be reunited.

 

[Bubák]

Frowning after his words, Kyla shook her head and reluctantly followed [member="Solan Charr"] into the alley. She had expected many things to be there, but an AI girl was not one of them. The readhead would have commended on the idea if not for the Sith getting many street kids into their recently built orphanages. The AI's current appearance presented a certain threat of some overly active citizens or patrols finding it and dragging it to one of the orphanages, thinking they were doing the right thing.

"If the prison in question is not even on Coruscant, we have even less reasons to go there. Keep in mind its garrison will not be any lower than the one of any outpost on Coruscant. It is meant to contain Jedi, after all, so expect it to be full of Sith, soldiers, modern security systems... And even if we go there, the risk of being captured is too high. And do I have to remind you what happens if any of us gets captured? Sith interrogation methods are very effective. You will say a few names, those will reveal some more... and this chain reaction will utterly destroy the rebellion on Coruscant. Therefore, we are not going to rescue the Jedi princess. Doing so would be utter amateurism on our part. If you have any info on her location, send it to the Republic."

Kyla also wants to find more about the leader's contact who had supplied them with the location. "Who is your contact? Is he a Sith?" the redhead agent asked firmly, "Because if you're dealing with the Sith, let me remind you they cannot be trusted. Give me a name so I can take a look at him in our database."

 

[Arturious Engel]

Arturious observed [member="Seras Goto"] with a small smile. If nothing else the woman was very dedicated to her work. On the flipside Arturious was conflicted as what he was observing was not his style. Arturious preferred to clash sabers and may the most skilled warrior prevail.

When the Droid Sith Acolyte signaled to join in Arturious looked at him curiously wondering what kind of horrors [member="Bond"] could come up with that Seras had not yet implemented.


"You interrupt her work and you may find yourself her next subject." "Something tells me she may take it personally, she seems to enjoy her work."

 

[Raijin Arashi]

I turned to [member="Arturious Engel"]. He seemed to be genuinely concerned. It was nice of him, but neither [member="Seras Goto"] or anybody else in living memory had seen anything like me.

Anyway, I had no need to torture the girl. Or to harm her sanity in any way. I would simply state the truth. She had been abandoned. The Republic was corrupt and rotting away. Just the fact that nobody had attacked the ship yet showed this to be true. Just through reason, I could turn her to my view. Sure, some subtle twisting of her mind through the Force might not be misplaced, but the drug would allow me to do what Goto needed torture to accomplish.

 

[Darth Veles]

"My apprentice,my problem," Veles replied, his hardened gaze staring at [member="Darth Banshee"] for a while before the look in his orange eyes softened. "But I appreciate the offer." He did not want to be responsible for another of his students being captured by the Dark Jedi. While there was absolutely nothing he could have done to help Maya fight against her former allies, maybe he should have trained her better instead of trying to learn more about Force healing out of her. Not that any sort of training would have helped her to fight against three Dark Jedi Masters hellbent on capturing her by any means necessary. If everything went according to plan, the Silver Jedi Council would learn why people feared Sith assassins so much.

His piercing glare shifted back to the Jedi prisoner, watching the interrogation. It was too late for talk now. "Watch," said the Mon Calamari, nodding towards the room where the Sith worked on the prisoner, "Notice how she reacts. Her mind is locked in a state that will make her repeat her Code over and over again, as well as constantly claim we are the evil ones and that she fights for the oppressed and other such nonsense. She is doing that to persuade herself about it, as there are no other Jedi around to reassure her she is a great hero destined to save the galaxy. She had viewed herself as a knight in shining armor and cannot comprehend the fact she has been captured by the villains in her personal story where she plays the protagonist."

Veles raised his webbed hand to stop [member="Arturious Engel"] and [member="Bond"] from arguing. "It is because of their demented religion," he explained, putting his hand down, "She is so brainwashed by it that she sees anyone who disagrees with her is just another bad guy, someone who has to die for the story to end and the entire galaxy to live happily ever after. Her persuation that she can do no wrong had completely killed her conscience. She is an extremely deranged and dangerous individual who cannot be allowed to operate in this galaxy."

 

[Commander Sharky]

Sharky nodded with a yes and saluted the good commander then would look at Willa

"So your going to be handling the big One Sith can't say i'm amazed..but good luck"

He would say leaving and would get a handtruck of crates and would not open one but would return to the Commander..

 

[Raijin Arashi]

I shook my head. [member="Seras Goto"] had only hardened the Jedi's resolve, not broken her. I turned to [member="Darth Veles"] and nodded.

"The technique has made her more dangerous, and less likely to submit. She won't open the relic. In fact, she may even try to destroy it, now. This is bad, very bad."

I also remembered something about the capture of the Dark Lord's apprentice, Maya. She'd been attacked and imprisoned by some insane Dark Jedi. I felt for the guy, really. It was really sad that the Jedi, supposedly protectors of the people, were so far gone that we, the Sith, were the voice of order in the galaxy.

"I am sorry if this pains you in any way, Lord Veles. It's a disgusting process. And I imagine those Jedi aren't treating your apprentice much better, eh? When this is done, we can hunt them down and destroy them. And your apprentice will be safe in your hands, again."

 

[Darth Veles]

The amphibious Sith listened to an Acolyte named [member="Bond"] and shook his head, frowning as the crystal in the droid frame mentioned his apprentice. Veled did not want anyone's pity; he wished to destroy the Silver Jedi bastards and had already set some foundations to the plan.

"Quite the opposite," Veles clasped his hands behind his back and one of his eyes turned to look at the MagnaGuard, "I have fought and defeated this very Jedi on Coruscant. Even then, she must have realized her story was not going the way she imagined. During the fight, she recited the Jedi Code as well. She was desperate to set her story on the right track, where she kills the evil villain and saves the day. I was distracted with other things after beating her, so she was left alone, defeated. Unable to accept that, she must have decided to have us lose in any other way, thus she locked some holocron she found. It offered her at least a small, insignificant satisfaction."

"Now that she no longer has the Force," the amphibian continued, "Her greatest ally, her main source of power, her guide, she will realize just how hopeless her situation is. I hope Goto knows what she's doing. We will see. Please do not interfere with her work just yet, Acolyte. It is too early to judge the effectiveness of her methods." Pausing for a second, he took a deep breath and focused the gaze of both of his eyes back into the interrogation room. "I admit I do not want the Jedi to leave that room alive, whether she opens the Holocron or not. It is most likely one of the many fake Holocrons the Jedi use to trick us anyway; often containing soup recipes."

 

[Darth Banshee]

Darth Banshee listened [member="Darth Veles"] assessment of, the Jedi and the silver Jedi order. She could not help, but agree with him. After all she had seen the video of what they did to her. She was defenseless, but yet they over whelmed her in sheer weight number anyway. They proven eventually they would turn darker, in pursuit of power. Then again she would not criticize this, as this was the way thing should be. Not like that Jedi who just sat their, repeating her code. That what was wrong with them, they stagnate to easily. If was not for the sith, lightsabers would not exists. As the sith constantly wanted move onward, in all possible ways. Eventually the Jedi would catch up, in their wake. Then decide what they liked, and denounced all other discoveries, the dark side. Truth was their was no dark or light side. Their was just the force, and it was kin to nature it self. Anything force user could do, a animal in nature could do also. That was the truth, not some thing the Jedi would ever admit. As to do so, would prove their code wrong.

 

[Tallia Farn]

Tallia guessed that the recording was to give her a glimpse at what would become of her if she did not submit, but to her it was much more. She didn't know the woman on the viewsceen, but it was demoralizing to watch. It was one thing to experience fear and pain, they were emotions she felt often, and completely another to watch someone else in pain, and be able to do nothing for them. The conversation held in the recording brought on thoughts of her own that had been buried for several months. She had fought on Ossus during it's liberation. It had been a brutal, bloody battle, and to her the planet hadn't been worth the loss of life. In fact the whole crusade against the Sith seemed futile now. It had done nothing to stop them and only led to good people dying. If she could go back and change what had happened, she wouldn't hesitate to.

The next thing she realized was being dragged away from the rack and over to a vat of water. The Force confirmed to her what the interrogator had said. The water was far below freezing. Tallia listened to the words of the metallic voice as she hung helplessly over it. They were nothing short of horrific to her as she came to the realization that the Sith were going to get what they wanted no matter what she did to keep it from them. The only factor that she could control was the timing. As she stood over the water, her brain told her to scream out, give them what they wanted and spare herself the torture. Luckily, for the side of her that still held on to a small sliver of hope, as she opened her mouth to speak she was pushed into the freezing water.

Everything was blurred and hazy for the next minute. She lost track of what was up and down and reality faded from her. Tallia wondered if she was going to die. At this point she welcomed it. Becoming one with the Force had to be better than this. Suddenly she was out of the water, looking up at the ceiling with the Sith interrogator standing over her pouring boiling water over her that felt as if it burnt through flesh. She wished she was dead. It seemed to be the best solution. No one was coming to save her, so being saved wasn't an option. Becoming a slave to the Sith seemed a fate worse than death. "Kill me, please." She murmured between coughs.

[member="Seras Goto"]

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Kyla Verss"] [member="Mrrew"]

"You over estimate the effectiveness of the Sith, and think of it this way my friend, we help save this woman and not only does she become grateful, but when was the last time having a debt of gratitude from the Hapes was a bad thing... i wont ask you to come if you wish not too. But this is a way to truly get a entire government on our side and some real backing instead of just a few benefactors and Republic links." He sat down at the table inside the meeting room they would have entered, his hand tapping on the table as he breathed in and glanced at Eve, who had sat next to him and shook her head at the question of who the contact was. "Sorry, but my mother and creator would wish to be anonymous so not to let any spies within the Rebellion's ranks trace back to her, only Mister Charr will know."

 

[Seras Goto]

[member="Tallia Farn"]

Her head came up now, people talking were one thing she had said not to do as it could ruin the illusion of her being alone in a room with her. She slid the mask back up to her face and walked her fingers acorss the jedi's body for a moment. "Death is only the beginning for you, I will make you die and live a thousand times six thousand seven hundred fifty four. I'll never let you die because I want your despair to be there. KNowing that the jedi aren't coming for you. Your alone, surrounded by your enemies, being tortured and humiliated for people who do not give a scrap of bantha poodoo about you." Seras was pushing lightly with the force, her powers subtle and letting the words carry more emotions of anger and fear for Tallia to feel.

She brushed a hand along her smooth scalp and where her hair had been. "But I do, I want you to live, I want you to come and serve with us, to live and fight and love. All of that can be done and made possible for you. All you have to do is give in not to anger and hate although these are byproducts of the darkside. No to really be strong and leave this rack all you must do is make a bargain with us. We release you, you serve the Dark Lord and all this pain and misery we have inflicted on you for the sins of your jedi bretheran you can revisit upon them ten times over. You can rule Hapes with our armies at your back, take yourn throne and with legions under your command, spread your will upon that area of the galaxy."

She kept speaking and laced her words with more emotions, putting warmth and the feeling of warm fur wrapping around to stop the dangerous chill of it all. Seras was pushing her force influence upon the girl so she could try and get her to make that bargain. It was more to the darkside and making one fall then to just get them angry you needed them to want it, to seek the power for a reason that is a good intention and twisted with the right words to become selfish. Replace love with fear of loss and wanting to protect through learning with greed to horde the knowledge. Her smile under the mask as she took her hand and pushed some force energy to warm her body. "Join us."

 

[Arturious Engel]

Arturious just looked back and forth from [member="Darth Veles"] and [member="Bond"] as they spoke not saying a word more than what had already been spoken before turning back to watch Seras work.

 

[Bubák]

After getting to the meeting place, the GIA agent took her seat and comfortably leaned back, crossing her arms as she did so. She could not believe the information came from one of the people the rebels wanted to kick out of Coruscant. Sith. Kyla grinned and shook her head, letting some of her red hair wave in the sudden movement. Considering all the facts, she had no reason to help the rebels save the Jedi. The princess could have been dead or turned by now, and if not, she was surrounded by Sith and held in some very well guarded prison that was not on Coruscant anyway. On the top of that, the information came from a Sith. The Republic agent did not believe any of that one bit, this had to be some sort of trap, as if the Sith had given them true information, it was just to promote her own position. Sith have always been incredibly selfish, and Kyla found it hard to think of the mysterious woman as an exception.

"I also have a say in what kind of support we get from the Republic," she started, "And right now, I don't know if we are not just unintentionally sending supplies to the Sith. You may know her, but I have no reason to trust her. For all I know, she could be spying on us." Her vibrant blue eyes smiled as she turned her head and looked at [member="Solan Charr"], words leaving her lips quickly. "Here's the deal. She gets me into the One Sith as one of their soldiers or agents, I will deem her trustworthy." Despite realizing the danger of being a double agent in an organization famous for its cruelty, the young patriot was not worried. Quite the opposite. This presented a perfect opportunity for the Sith to show her allegiance and also help the Republic infiltrate their enemies, and Kyla could hardly wait to sabotage something important and feed the Republic with useful intel. And naturally, once that happened, the rebellion might find more weapons and trained men to help with an organized resistance. A true bargain.

Of course, there was no way for her to trust the Sith woman before that happened, so she would not leave Coruscant to chase after a fairy tale of a kidnapped princess held by forces of evil.

 

[Tallia Farn]

Tallia felt the subtle creeping of influence in the force over her. The feelings were intoxicating. The majority of her being reveled in them, but the part of her that was still a Jedi lingered. She drew away, both physically from the woman's hand, and through the force. Tallia had closed herself off in an effort to keep from being manipulated. That seemed to ease her mind for the time being, but it also increased the aching of her body, something she had been regulating with the force. She struggled to find her voice for a moment, still quite breathless, then whispered hoarsely.

"I can't join you. You say that the Jedi have committed sins? In what way? All they have done is have the courage to stand against you. To first put a stop to the havoc you wreaked upon a peaceful federation of planets, then chase you down in hopes that you would leave the systems that they guarded alone. They never murdered in cold blood. The destruction at Drommund Kaas was not our doing, and the loss of life was grieved by many. We never wanted innocents to be harmed." She breathed deeply, filling her lungs before she continued. "I don't want the throne. It is more a burden than a blessing. Princess of Hapes is a title I was born with, not one I chose, and I would never allow you to use me like a puppet to control the people of Hapes." She had to take another deep breath. The was so much to get off her chest, yet so little energy to do it. "The difference between you and me is this. I want to serve, and you want to rule. To me the force is a sacred guide, and to you it is merely a tool, and little else. I have balance, and you act like you don't need it."

[member="Seras Goto"]