Do No Harm (Talia&Havoc against One Sith)

[Tallia Farn]

Tallia awoke with a groan. She'd done exactly what she'd said she was going to do. The Sith woman had opened her up and extracted organs. Things were fuzzy, but she realized that she was being offered another chance to join the Sith. Tallia didn't know what to do. Either way, the Sith seemed to benefit, whether she died or lived. She felt incredibly weak laying on the table, exposed.

"Think.. I need time to think." She sputtered. All she wished at the moment was to be left alone. She had been broken, and all that was left of her spirit were pieces trying to put themselves back together. A tear streamed down her cheek. The cruelty was on a level that she hadn't thought possible. How had this woman come to be so evil? She wasn't even like a common Sith, who fought for their own gain. She found some kind of sick pleasure in her work, as if it were a game.
[member="Seras Goto"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra couldn't watch this, without a word she left the room as the organs had been removed and went to the nearest waste room she could get to, immediately throwing up the contents of her stomach into the first sink she found, it was far and few between though, and she merely stood there as she shook what she just saw from her mind. Her hand fell to her datapad as she called up a program and waited while inside the room still, checking first to make sure no one else was inside it. "Eve, did rescue team leave yet?" A simple no flashed on the screen and alex sigh as she fell against the wall and waited, they needed to get here fast and hopefully they would stop this horrifying display.

[member="Arturious Engel"] [member="Bond"] [member="Seras Goto"] [member="Tallia Farn"]

 

[Seras Goto]

[member="Tallia Farn"]

Seras looked at the woman as she spoke. She was right there, broken down and needed to be rebuilt. She had plans for it, somethign to push her over the edge but taking arts of her were not needed. Her form stood up and moved around the table turning her head now to look at the others. She didn't need to speak to them her methods were serving a better purpose, anyone could threaten and hurt. Cut on someone, shock them that was easy. Taking from them, violating them and removing what makes them human for lack of a better term... That could do far more.

"I will let you sleep if you open the holocron for me. Then you may rest." She spoke now sweetly lacing her words with emotion and force energy not the venom of anger but the warmness of a mother, of someone you could trust. Like a doctor who didn't violate the trust and oath given to her, a small hand motioning to the holocron while she injected another dose of the spice cocktail to make her mind muddled. "Open the holocron." She said it more distance while wheeling in equipment and moving Tallia to a corner of the room. She secure the bed, secured iv's and monitors to her while injecting another cocktail.

"This will help you sleep." In truth it would put her to sleep and pump her body with more drugs to stay awake.... To keep her up and in that state of delirium while Seras sat down at a chair setting the holocron on her chest. A visor in her hand from the droids and restraints on her wrists. She slid the visor on her head being careful and holding it from closing it over her eyes. The audio coming in while noise cancelling headphones went over repeating on a loop. "You are now subject number six thousand seven hundred fifty four, of the sith empire, your body serves the Dark Lords will, the jedi have abandoned you, they left you with us while they forgot."

Her finger tapped on the table while she waited to see if the holocron would be opened and the task fulfilled. Either way after five minutes the visor went over her eyes flashing the images from the battles. What holofootage they had that was showing her jedi brethren taking knees and joining the one sith. The message of the one sith absolute. "We will bring order to the chaos, we will strengthen the galaxy, join us subject number six thousand seven hundred fifty four, join us sister." The images continuing to flash showing her friends like Cale, Vulpesen joining and being reborn as masters of the sith, as vessels for the will of the dark lord.

From her seat Seras rose securing a spice trip into the girl that would keep her system flushed with mind altering drugs and slowly she hoped alter her. The message replaying over and over until it was all she could repeat, all she would be able to think. Broken down and made to serve the will of the Dark Lord. She went to the room and her eyes flashed for the first time anger and even rage there as she took the ones in she closed the door and spoke. "I said silence, she must believe she is alone, in a room away from everyone, that is crucial to breaking their wills."

"These test subjects must learn their place and subject number six thousand seven hundred fifty four is approaching that crucial point. I have shown her we will take from her everything that makes her a person, we are not just threatening her with violence that is to easy. Asking questions over and over while she resists. Now she will either succumb to the brain manipulation or she will resist and fight it. If she fights we can easily force her to open the holocron if she does it willingly, if she take a knee to the service of the One Sith she will have made her choice." She was glaring but spoke to the other sith. "Now all of you focus, focus on her mind and use the force to open it to the words replaying to her ears." Seras held her hand out and focused. "Succumb."

 

[Darth Veles]

The Mon Cal's gaze caught [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] leaving the room. The amphibious Sith Master did not blame her. Narrowing his eyes at the interrogation that reached very gruesome levels, Veles almost wanted to interfere and stop it. Almost. If an innocent civilian happened to be the subject, he would have definitely stopped the process several steps ago. He always saw torturing innocents as evil, maybe even torture itself as pointlessly evil due to knowing it rarely worked if not done by a professional, but here he could hardly argue with the results he had witnessed so far. While the torture became far more brutal than he had anticipated, it seemed they were getting close to breaking the Jedi and forcing her to open the Holocron. And then, he knew the prisoner was not an innocent captive, but a merciless killing machine as witnessed on Coruscant, therefore she deserved no mercy either. This forced him to continue watching, disgusted, but with eager anticipation of learning what secrets have been hidden inside the holocron. After all, if it proved to be just a soup recipe, the Jedi would see all her pain and suffering was in vain as she tried to protect something not worth protecting.

Once [member="Seras Goto"] came and instructed them what to do in order to break the Jedi's will, shatter it forever, Darth Veles nodded, closing his large bulbous eyes and reaching out through the Force. The Dark Side could be felt everywhere, feasting on fear, pain and suffering of the subjects. This made the Sith's task even easier. Due to [member="Tallia Farn"] being separated from the Force and her mind most likely unable to focus properly, plus the other Sith breaking her mind as well, getting through her mental defences should prove to be quite easy for the Sith Master. He tried to open her mind to not only the words, but to the Dark Side as well, to let it in, listen to its sweet promises. Was she really willing to go through even worse pain than she had felt so far just to protect some information? Was the option of joining the Sith really so bad? Obviously, the interrogator had tortured her, but that was the Jedi's own fault for foolishly resisting the Dark Lord's light, the redemption he offered! The thought of bringing peace and order to the galaxy, once and for all, appeared in the young Jedi's mind as well. If her friends joined the Sith, why was she so stubborn and refused to listen to them? She only had to open the Holocron.

 

[Arturious Engel]

Arturious watch Alexandra leave the room and had thought about following her but his thoughts were interrupted by the Jedi prisoner and research subject waking up and speaking. Arturious even chuckled with a smile when [member="Seras Goto"] chided them for the conversation they had been having during the process.

When offered the chance to play with the jedi's mind Arturious cocked his head to the side for a moment as if considering it before closing his eyes and offering what little assistance he could.

 

[Commander Sharky]

Sharky noticed a little change of Willa when she came he couldn't put his finger on it although his helmet was on..

"I will be quiet no disregards ma'm.."

 

[Kaiden Rohn]

[member="Willa Isard"] @HAVOC

Spoiler

HAVOC SQUAD IS MOVING OUT, YOU'RE ALL COMING WITH US

HAVOC SQUAD BARRACKS

"You and I both know, that I would probably know a prison ship when I see one. Alright Havoc squad, we're moving out. Gear up and be ready in half an hour. Willa, prep the ship. @Kiyron, get your gear ready. I want you DMR for this mission. [member="Commander Sharky"], you're coming with me. [member="ARC-052 Dish"], my favorite brethren, will hopefully be joining us too. [member="Riley Stryker"], I want you to move out. [member="Miles Varden"], get that axe sharpened. Alright Havoc- this poor girl is being tortured in ways we couldn't dream as mortals compared to the gods among us of the Jedi. She is an innocent, and I don't think we're gonna let some nerf herder Sith take it."He strained his neck, possibly showing the tattoo of the shattered Sith empire symbol. He was proud to dissolve the Sith Empire as a whole. He cracked his neck, slipping on his shockboxing gauntlets, before clicking his armor into place. The Shockboxing gloves were up-armored stun gauntlets, with a lot more voltage kicked into them. Force help anyone who got in their way.

Kaiden began to gear up, clicking the strap of the Verpine rifle across his chest, and attaching the rapid-fire slugthrowers. He was the first to exit the room, and expected the team to follow him. His eyes narrowed, as he held the helmet with one hand, and his backpack by one strap with the other.

Que slow motion walk down the hallway.

 

[Kiyron]

Kiyron nodded, "Roger that, chief. DMR it is." He adjusted his gear accordingly, adding a few of the plates he typically kept removed for better mobility and stealth movement. He examined the gear crates, bypassing most of it, and instead selecting a slug-thrower rifle and a bandolier of ammunition. He did a quick check of the barrel, action and sights before nodding in approval. He slung his pack over his shoulder, double checked the Ambassador revolver at his hip, his three vibroblades, the Dauntless blade on his back, and then followed after [member="Kaiden 'Papa' Rohn"], dropping his helmet on over his head, swaggering slightly as a subtle confidence boost. He had no idea what was going to go down on this mission, but he'd take as it came. Then respond with extreme prejudice and precision firepower. Especially since it was a rescue mission. Those he stood behind all the way. Other times, he was unsure of the motivation of some missions.

 

[Tallia Farn]

Tallia watched the video with disgust, yet couldn't help but watch it. Why was the galaxy such a despicable place? The Jedi had worked tirelessly for thousands of years to protect people, and nothing seemed to change. She'd known Vulpesen and Cale well, they had been good friends and excellent Jedi. What had they seen in the Sith that Tallia did not? The fundamentals of the Sith were not in her nature. She wasn't violent, or bloodthirsty. Tallia regretted the fact that her job as a Jedi often meant ending a sentient beings life. The Sith enjoyed a kill, and found sport in it. To her, killing was a last resort. Something that was reserved only when other peoples lives were put at risk. She was not Sith, nor would she ever be, but at the moment, she had no choice but to succumb to their will.

She reached out a hand, calling out to her limited amount of force, and touched the holocron with her unique force signature. It unlocked with a metallic grinding and opened it's contents. It pained her to do it, but she couldn't help herself. Her urge to stay alive got the best of her. "Now let me sleep! You promised!" She yelled. "I need time to consider your offer." Tallia could barely believe what was coming out of her own mouth.

[member="Seras Goto"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra opened the door as she walked back into the observation room without a word, the sickness and horror she had felt remained on her at seeing what she had witnessed. It had shook Alex to her very core what she saw and while it fueled her actions in doing what she had she wondered what would the Jedi do now as the holocron lay open, she had betrayed her order and would she fall like her friend Vulpesen had or will she simply demand to be released, an interesting possibility to happen.

[member="Tallia Farn"]

 

[Seras Goto]

[member="Tallia Farn"] [member="Darth Mierin"]

Seras looked at the holocron now opened and her body moved taking it with her hands and speaking while she turned off the lights. Allowing Tallia to sleep while the iv's to preserve her continued to drip away and she held it up and out. "My Master." She held it up opened and laughed in the observation room. Seeing Alexandra and speaking more. "You have all done well in this, now we must continue the mind probes with the force to suppress her desire to protect others. Convince her there is more to the order then just a blade, perhaps she can be in delegations to other worlds to bring them with her sharp Hapen tongue."

 

[Aithne Charr]

Solan got the message and without a second thought he stood and moved to the door. "Whoever is coming, get a uniform and suit up, meet me at docking bay five in two minutes, if you are not there you are not coming, is that clear?" He didn't wait for a response, looking at Eve and waving his hand as he looked at the agent who he knew would stay behind. "If we fail you have the reins... only if we fail." He wasn't sure who he could trust, but he knew he would succeed, a few sith were weaklings and his contact was someone who would see sith dead at their feet.

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

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Seras Goto"]

She saw the look and the words following it were the last straw for Alexandra as she spoke up, the question that would be asked directly at the woman whom she now stared at. "I would like to speak with the Jedi when she regains full consciousness before you alter her mind any more than it already is, would it not be better to have a willing ally than a... shell of an ally." She asked it like a question, though her tone suggested something far different, even though she knew the woman before her was likely far stronger than her... the mere act of keeping that woman alive was proof enough, Alexandra wanted to avoid any more harm coming to the Hapan woman... sure she was sending a rescue team for the woman but she couldn't stand by and wait for them, even if that meant convincing the woman that the Sith would be a much better place for her. Just as the Sith provided Alex with the security she wanted... no needed.

 

[Darth Veles]

A victorious smirk spread across Veles' face when the Jedi finally opened the Holocron. As much as he did not believe the interrogator in the beginning, he could hardly argue with this result. The woman had to be one of those torturers who were more than mere brutes that often killed their victim before extracting any information. Still, the amphibious Sith did not want to further push the Jedi brat. If she wished to die rather than join the Sith, he wouldn't try to talk her out of it. The One Sith wouldn't lose anything by not taking in another fallen Jedi.

Listening to the Echani's words, the Mon Calamari had to agree with her. The problem with the Jedi was that one had to constantly prove them wrong in order to make them consider the faint possibility of the Sith being the better choice and he was unsure if the torture had not pushed the young Jedi further away from the One Sith. "The probability of her joining us willingly is low," Veles stated silently, one of his eyes swiveling at [member="Alexandra Cinthra"], "After being subjected to torture, her belief that we are some supernatural evil force manifested in sentient beings has only been reinforced."

 

[Mrrew]

Mrrew nodded at Solan, and simply followed after him. He woudln't have come to a Sith planet unless he already was 'suited up'. Just about every weapon he owned was concealed within the long greay cloack he wore to hopefully blend in within the Coruscanti crowds. His harpy rifle, his shattergun, his ssword, one of his heavy blaster pistols, along with his Bodo Bass gunbelt and Bandoleir. He just hoped that none of the sith would snap a finger and snap his neck.... That would be annoying.

[member="Solan Charr"] |

 

[Commander Sharky]

Sharky gears up and leaves with the good commander..

"Is there any thing you need me to do else? sir?"

 

[Bubák]

"Then you'd better get back with your princess," Kyla mocked, "I don't want to reorganize the entire rebellion like I'll have to do if you get captured when I could be dealing some real damage to the Sith by infiltrating them..." Even if [member="Solan Charr"] never returned, Kyla would not lead the rebels for very long. Any experienced officer of the Republic could do that and replace her, but not everyone could get into the One Sith military and provide not only the rebels, but the Republic as well with valuable intel. But how to find his Sith contact? This option of infiltrating the One Sith was something she could not pass, but the only one in contact with the Sith seemed to be the leader, the man who just embarked on a suicidal mission to rescue one Jedi... And as much as she enjoyed mocking this little group for its utter amateurism, the agent did not want any of them to get killed. Overconfidence tended to do that though.

Sighing, Kyla lit up another cigar.

 

[Kaiden Rohn]

HAVOC SQUAD HANGAR
@ALL HAVOC SQUAD

Wrist-mounted flamethrowers. Heavy repeater rifles. Verpine rifles. Slugthrower compact machine guns. Personalized armor. Vibroaxes. Little to no grooming standards.

Force, how he loved being in Havoc.

He was the first on the shuttle, his heavy armored boots stepping onto the stealth ship. He blinked several times, before glancing around. He set his gear down on a jump seat, before addressing his team, who was shuffling into the shuttle. They were the best at what they did. He looked at them as individuals, that made up a team. And they all were very good at what they did. He tapped his foot, cracking his neck."I have faith in you all. I have faith in what you can do, I have faith in your abilities. And that Jedi girl needs our help. Consider her a friend, even though I know you all aren't too fond of the Jedi- myself included. But they're the best hope for the galaxy. And I don't think anyone here wants to imagine what the Sith are doing to her right now. We're going to find her, rescue her, and punish those responsible. I want you all to remember something..."There was a pause, as he popped open one of the gear pouches that lay on his side. He removed a small piece of rubble.

"This is a piece of Coruscant. I don't care what the Sith have put out there with orphanages or soup kitchens. They are the embodiment of evil and narcissism and destruction and hatred. They are fueled by hate and fear. I want you all to be fueled by duty and vengeance. We're Havoc Squad. We're misfits. Losers. Criminals. But we're the best. And I want to see the best."He glanced at them all, blinking."Are there any final requests or questions, Havoc?"

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Kyla Verss"] [member="Saran Drast"]

"Your objection is noted miss." He turned his head and let a smile on his face that said only a single phrase. 'You worry too much.' With that smile he turned once more and headed off to the ship as he moved, his eyes running over every patrol he passed and smiling at the fact they saluted him and he back at them with the uniform on. He had already put it on before the meeting even started, it had simply been under his robes and he wanted to get started the moment they reached the ship, which was crewed by old contacts of Overmind's, a number of B-1 Battledroids and Mirari Bodyguard droids, a number of war droids and... Overmind sure did like droids, Solan never really knew why. Probably trust issues.

 

[Commander Sharky]

Sharky was geared up had his e3 11 blaster in the palm of his hand and looked at the Commander..

"I am lock and load sir! lets give em hell boys.."

He said carrying his jetpack on his back..