I Need Proof

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Graxin had never been permitted to see his brother. Never, not once had he even seen a picture of the older man. They had been separated at a very young age. This was to keep Graxin in line and...he knew not what they had put his brother through. Graxin had made it very clear after the glassing of Telos that if he did not see one of his siblings alive and well, he would be leaving. Krag likely wouldn't care much, though Vulcanus knew that Graxin was a helpful asset, and showing the Infiltrator one of the siblings couldn't hurt.

Thus, he was brought to Mytus. Just below Krag's citadel was where the prisoners were held, and that was where he had been led. Graxin followed the two Graug whom he had never met down into the dark, damp cell block. They left him outside a caged room, and walked off without a word. Graxin narrowed his amber eyes to see into the din, and wrapped his knuckles on the glass.

"Hello?"

[member="Bane Rade"]

 

[Arjant Clevenger]

"When will I get out of this damn forsaken cell so I can kill Krag?!" He yelled in his cell. This was a daily routine for the Animal for he just punched the walls of the cell, did pull ups to get stronger, practiced hand to hand combat by himself, get drugged by a Graug who would end up getting killed after his duty, eat, go to sleep, repeat. But today, his schedule would change.

Bane was working out, as usual, and didn't stop until he heard someone said hello. He knew that wasn't the voice of a Graug. Bane stopped what he was doing and looked at the glass to the door of his cell that was his only window. He wasn't angry, yet, and he said to the amber eyes, "Who are you? Are you the guy who's gonna drug me?" in his deep voice.

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Graxin almost jumped when he heard the voice. Almost. Well, someone had certainly grown up. What had he said about getting drugged?

"That's not apart of the plan." Graxin chided. He reached up to brush back his disheveled hair and stared at the massive form of his older brother. So the Graug were keeping him sedated? Perhaps he could help with that.

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[Arjant Clevenger]

Well, at least he wasn't getting drugged. Bad part on Krag cause his rage would be uncontrollable later on. But what surprised him was that this man knew his name. "How do you know my name?" And he waited for an answer from his visitor.

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"I think the guy on the other side of the glass is the one who's supposed to ask questions." Graxin chided him. He stayed a few feet behind the glass, and while it wasn't exactly necessary to remain anonymous, it could make things a bit easier. He held his gloved hands behind his back and tilted his head to the right. "How do they treat you in here? What are the drugs for?" His tone was solid, but not cold. Genuine concern laced is, and why should it not?

"Do they feed you well?" He continued the barrage of questions. They were important, and revealing exactly who he was to Bane could make him answer emotionally, rather than factually. He'd reveal himself later.
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[Arjant Clevenger]

Oh, that first sentence ticked off Bane. He ran at the door and punched it with his rage that was set off thanks to his visitor. "Don't.Play.With.Me." he said with seriousness. But he asked him how his life was in his lovely cell. "I'm not sure what's worse: being a lab rat or me. Its obvious how they treat me. The drugs are to calm down my uncontrollable rage." He heard his other question and said, "The food is enough to keep me alive. Its nasty but strengthens me. How many more questions do you have?"

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"What a mess we made..." Graxin whispered under his breath. He slipped his arms around and folded them over his chest. With that, he stepped forward and flicked the thermal lamp alight. The pale, hard light of the lamps shone down on Graxin and illuminated his features. His lips were pressed into a thin line, and his hair was a disheveled mess. A thin, wiry beard ran across his chin, and his amber eyes were slightly narrowed.

"What do you mean uncontrollable rage? Is it the drugs?" Graxin continued, paying little heed to if Bane recognized him or not.

 

[Arjant Clevenger]

"Its not the drugs. Its me itself. Whenever tragedy happened to me and my siblings my rage began. But it could've be controlled if the damn Graug didn't poke the animal within me. Well, they achieved what they yearn for cause thanks to marking Krag and his minions I am the Animal. So whenever you encounter Krag tell him that his lab rat will unleash the Animal on him to see how he likes to be experimented." He looked at him and he noticed some appearance that resembled him and his father. "I have to admit, you have guts to face a monster that is probably the most dangerous thing in the galaxy." He decided to ask him questions. "So, tell me. Why are you here and what's your name?"

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"Someone's full of himself." Graxin chided. He clapped his gloved hands together once, and then knocked on the glass. "Boasting about how strong and angry you are just makes you look silly, Bane. Show it, don't speak of it." He slipped his hands into his pockets, and tilted his head to the right. "We'll tone down the drugs, and I'll make sure you're fed correctly. Maybe even get you some time outside of the cell."

He tilted his head in a slight nod, and paused as Bane asked who he was. He pursed his lips for a long moment, before speaking. "Captain, for now." If he couldn't figure it out, well, that was fine with Graxin. He couldn't get Bane out of prison yet; only lighten his sentence. It was better Bane not know to avoid an incident too early on. "Does that sound nice?"

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[Arjant Clevenger]

Once again, he was poking the Animal in a spot that would be dangerous for someone. "Boy, if I was out you would be running right now. Besides I've been in combat with Graug veterans and they fear me." This boy was lucky Bane was on a leash. "What I really want is my freedom. But Krag wouldn't like that cause the moment I'm out he'll know that I'll be coming for him." Then the kid said his 'name'. "I wasn't born yesterday. Do you have a name like me? What's your first and last name? And Captain is just a title not a name."

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"Not at liberty to share Bane." Graxin said simply. Inwardly, he was overjoyed his brother was alive. At the same time, rage boiled within him about the man's treatment. There was something...broken about him. Different than what that woman had said about Graxin. He was just overly aggressive. "And I can guarantee I wouldn't be running. You couldn't fight Krag. He's the Emperor. You're completely untrained." Graxin knit up his brow in concentration. Bane would feel the back of his shirt tug upward, higher and higher as if it were alive.

In reality, Graxin was exerting himself through the force to move the shirt. Simply to show Bane what he could do. "I'm your friend. Your only friend. If you want out, then you're going to need to practice some better behavior. The Sith won't take kindly to threats, trust me."

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"He might be the emperor but if he denies my request of unarmed combat between me and him then the people will think that he is weak and a coward since he doesn't want to fight a nobody. And that will light up rebellions and revolutions." Then he felt his shirt being lifted up. He was confused of what the man was doing, but as long it didn't harm him he wouldn't freak out or anything.

He then said that he was his friend. "Never in my life have I had any friends. I just have my siblings and me. But I'll try to lighten up my behavior. And nothing scares me, not even Krag or his empire and I will prove it to you once I'm out of this cage."

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"If you get out of the cage." Graxin corrected him, or so he thought. He folded his amrs behind his back, and pursed his lips. What to do now? "Spouting off about starting rebellions and the like isn't going to get you out any sooner. In fact, it won't get you out at all. Be careful with what you say, or they might try and punish you."

He turned back up toward the stairs he had came down, and winced. His time was about up. One of the Graug guards stalked forward and tilted its massive head back toward the way it had came. "Just watch what you say. I'll return in a few days...they should stop giving you the drugs, your food should get better, and if I play my cards right, you'll be allowed to walk around outside." He began to walk out and stopped mid-step. "Don't kark this up Bane. My neck is on the line for you."

[member="Bane Rade"]

 

[Arjant Clevenger]

Well it seems that time was up. Bane heard the words of the man closely and he nodded them. For the punishments he really didn't care. For too long he has been tortured and he could take more of it. But he wasn't going to cause he could finally get out of his cell and rescue his siblings from their chains. "I'll see you in a couple of days. And don't worry I'm not planning on ruining this opportunity." He went to his bed and later down, thinking of this visit that was something that he never really had.

Besides the visit he felt something else. It was his blood. That man boiled up his blood not in rage but in connection. Could he be? No, that was impossible. Bane was sure that all of his siblings were imprisoned and probably crazy just like him.

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