Thawing Out (Harley, Bryce Bantam, Echo Kora)

[Jorus Merrill]

In a nearby office, the General replayed snippets of footage from the surveillance camera. He wasn't hugely pleased by the process, or by how emotionally affected the interrogator had become, but Bantam had done well enough for an amateur.

Sanya Val Swift. Darth Banshee. Darth Veles. Darth Ayra. The first name, the most easily surrendered, checked out by default due to the Demonsgate incident. Its veracity meant nothing for the veracity of the other three names, none of which Beyyr knew offhand. Banshee, Veles, Ayra. No, wait -- Ayra had been a Sith Lord who'd tangled with Rave Merrill more than once. Banshee and Veles, though...hm.

He made a note and sent it to Mara. He'd thought of sending it to Jorus, but he and Jorus had been through so much together that their knowledge bases tended to overlap. Mara, though, had access to a good chunk of Rave Merrill's personal files. At the very least, she should be able to attach a little detail to their knowledge of Darth Ayra. Maybe they'd get lucky and she'd have some information on the other two as well.

 

[Bryce Bantam]

Days had passed and BB couldn't stop thinking about [member="Harley"]. He had been so rough on her and before she was shipped off to some rehabilitation center he just wanted to I guess apologise, or something like that. Anyway, he made his was down to the detention block and used his credentials to be let through. Making his was to Harley's cell his motioned for the door to be opened and went in, unsure of how this all would go down.

"How are you doing today [member="Harley"]?"

 

[Hailey Sosis]

[member="Bryce Bantam"] [member="General Beyyr"]

She looked at him as he came in, as she did she moved off her bed, and turned off the holo vid. He then asked her how she was, the answer was simple board stiff. Well Puddin, your first person who seen me in a week, to say hello. I told you what you wanted, now I just sit here and rot. She got of the bed, she had not bothered getting dressed properly. As what was the point, she stayed in this cell watching tv for a week. Sure they fed her, and yep they gave her a small one room flat. Yes she had privacy, but had she had not seen the sun, had beer stole anything. She did not like this one little bit, it was cruel, it would been kinder to take her out back and shoot her in the head. She then stood again the wall, with chest slightly out and said A girl has needs you know. She looked up at him, whilst her head was facing down a little, and she blew what ever hair might be in the way, so he could see her blue eyes. She still had her collar on, but it was turned down enough to use the force, but really channel it.

 

[Jorus Merrill]

[member="Bryce Bantam"] [member="Harley"]

Bantam's entrance triggered a notification in the detention circuits. Elsewhere, Beyyr set aside Qektoth intelligence reports and switched his desk's holoprojector to view the cell.

"...girl has needs, you know."

The old Wookiee noted Harley's posture and sat back in his chair, pondering. This was the first time the prisoner had had company in a week, and isolation ought to be getting to her. There was, there had to be, artifice in whatever she was about to say or do. She'd have rehearsed this moment a hundred times, in a dozen variations. She would seek advantage of some kind. Bantam might well give it to her.

 

[Bryce Bantam]

"Needs huh?" BB asked giving into her charms a little, "You mean like your hungry? They not feeding you enough down here?"

He had a pretty good idea what she was getting at, but such things would be outright foolish them to try. I mean she was a psychopath and he was a minor. So BB played dumb, and it wasn't that hard at this point. No matter how high his intellect was if a teenager's libido was engaged all bets were off.

[member="Harley"] | [member="General Beyyr"]

 

[Hailey Sosis]

[member="Bryce Bantam"] [member="General Beyyr"]

Well the foods awful, McYoda is better. Also why nothin to shave with? She point down to her legs, that where on display. The orange top she was wearing, covered her down to top of her thighs. The hair on legs had started to sprout, but not by much. Also I getting pit hair which is gross, and and. She paused and moved over closer, and not saying what else needed shaving. Then carried on her rant And I need beer, and I like to see the sun. I have needs. I am not just wall flower that can be shut up, as it unfair, it is cruel. At this point she was close enough to him, he possibly smell her, and feel her breath, What are these things worth to you?

 

[Jorus Merrill]

[member="Bryce Bantam"] [member="Harley"]

What was it with humanoids and hair? Colours, depilations, cuts, trims, shavings, sugarings, waxings, floofings -- screw it all. Go natural; just groom properly. Such was the Wookiee way.

Despite the cultural disconnect, though, Beyyr was not blind to the broader context of the hair remarks: the sociopath was attempting to seduce the young ginger. Beyyr considered dropping by personally, or sending in a pair of guards. Instead, he called up the guard officer on duty, another Wookiee. In terse, succinct Shyriwook, they discussed the situation, agreed that Bantam was a good kid but might get played, and then stationed additional guards at certain choke points just in case.

For his part, Beyyr turned video monitoring over to a trusted officer, kept an audio feed in an earbud, grabbed his gun, and headed for one of those choke points himself. Just in case someone needed to step in.

 

[Bryce Bantam]

"Like money, you trying to bribe me [member="Harley"] ? I mean I'm not rich by any means but I got plenty to go around. With good behavior and such I'm sure we can get you out more, alcohol and all that stuff, we just need you to start the rehabilitation process."

The young man's hormones were screaming at this point, even in her disheveled state she was still one nice piece of eye candy. Plus like any seventeen-year-old red-blooded male, he was a sucker for feminine wilds, and Harley had them in spades.

[member="Harley"] | [member="General Beyyr"]

 

[Hailey Sosis]

[member="General Beyyr"] [member="Bryce Bantam"]

She looked up at him, she was close enough to him to touch him, and she did. She skirted her index finger on her right hand, on his belt as she moved around him. She then replied to him as she did Don't be silly pudding, I got no money honey, I guess I ahve to find another way to pay you. Her voice was soft as she could make it, and as quiet so he have to strain to hear her a little. She leaned in so her chest would slight touch his body, as she talked, and as did she picked his pocket. She was thief rather than whore, she had already told him that, her mum was the one that sold her body. She learnt to pick pockets before she knew how to use the force, he was know between her and her bed, and crucially she was between him and the door. She then spoke a little more as her index finger made it way up his chest, So pudding how can I pay you? She asked in soft voice trying to sound innocent.

 

[Jorus Merrill]

[member="Harley"] [member="Bryce Bantam"]

Beyyr reached the choke point, a couple of doors away from the cell. A few other guarded escape possibilities presented themselves to Harley, presuming she managed to get out of her cell. And that was always assuming she was legitimately trying to escape. It was just as likely that she was trying to bargain sex for privileges. Bantam, by all accounts, was a good kid. He deserved better than to get played by some psychotic Sith.

He bared his teeth in sudden amusement and glanced back at his tiny, floating translation droid. He chuffed a couple of instructions and a message that comprised only a bare handful of words. The droid would expand and embellish as always.

***​

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The cell door opened, and a tiny, peppy, limbless droid bobbed into view. The door hissed shut a moment later.

"Greetings. I convey a message from General Beyyr. He wishes to remind you both that fraternization between guards and prisoners is frowned upon; furthermore, he questions whether Mister Bantam has reached an appropriate age of consent at all. He would deeply and personally appreciate it if the prisoner could keep a suitable distance from Mister Bantam. Thank you."

 

[Bryce Bantam]

The droid stunned BB into reality and he came to the realization of what was happening, He was in such a daze before that he didn't notice he had been pick-pocketed. [member="Harley"] may have been able to grab anything small. Credits, his key card, even possibly his small shoto lightsaber. Any and all of the items she had lifted may be able to be used to help her make an escape.

"I...I have to go." BB said promptly turning his back on the prisoner Harley, as he did the small droid followed leaving Harley once again alone but this time much better equipped to make an escape.

[member="General Beyyr"] | [member="Harley"]

 

[Hailey Sosis]

[member="General Beyyr"] [member="Bryce Bantam"]

Most prisoner would have been relieved, her capture had gone, she had his security pass, and she had to nothing for it. This however was Harley, Harley was a not right. He just left her on the orders of some floating robot called General Beyyr, who calls a robot a General. Her mind went into meltdown, she just been rejected on say so of some floating robot. She began seeing RED, she opened the door using the key card. The reason Harley was good at force rage, was she was naturally prone to it. As she was on otherside of the door, she shouted at the ginger head guard and the robot general, Oi don't just walk away from me! She then in her rage, not fueled by the force due to collar, charged him down and tried to drop kick him. She did not like being rejected, she could not just cope with it, all she asked for was beer, and he left as some droid said so.

 

[Jorus Merrill]

[member="Harley"] [member="Bryce Bantam"]

Beyyr's earbud continued to play the audio pickup from the cell. The door gave a double whoosh as the droid entered, again after Bantam said he needed to go -- and then a single whoosh. The young Sith yelled again, but seemed distant to Beyyr's ear. Then came the sound of running feet, diminishing. Simultaneously, the person he'd left at the cameras pulled the lockdown alert.

<<Primary perimeter converge,>> he snapped in Shyriwook, and the Wookiee officer beside him nodded. Translation circuitry carried the order to the portion of the guards who didn't happen to understand Beyyr's language.

Six previously stationed guards -- some Wookiee, some not -- closed in on the corridor where Harley and Bantam were. With a nod to the Wookiee guard officer, Beyyr clomped his way in that direction, drawing his arri'ryyk.

 

[Bryce Bantam]

Harley's foot caught BB square in the chest sending him flying into a nearby wall. As he looked over he saw the women in full freak out mode. What the kark, how did the psych get out of her.... Meth, BB saw the card key in her hand and knew how badly he had goofed. His emotions were all over the place since his first encounter with her and now he had helped free a convicted murder.

"Seriously!?" was all BB could muster as he stood up from the attack.

He could see her ample chest heaving heavy breaths of anger. She was pissed no doubt but what for? It could have been that he refused her advances, could it? Reacting as best he could he readied himself for the next attack and braced his defenses. Play time was over this sith meant war....

[member="Harley"] | [member="General Beyyr"]

 

[Hailey Sosis]

[member="General Beyyr"] [member="Bryce Bantam"]

As she dropped kicked against the wall, she began to have tunnel vision. The was nothing but the ginger lad in front of her, if she had the power of the force behind her, at this point her body would have been pumped with it, which would have made her, much stronger. This however was not the case, she was not as fast or as strong as she normally is when this happens. She tried to beat him to ground with a flurry of punches to face, and tried kick him in the shins. She was shouting at him all the time, but her voice was incoherent, as her brain had gone into full meltdown, there was reason she was found not guilty, due to insanity.

 

[Jorus Merrill]

[member="Bryce Bantam"] [member="Harley"]

Those six guards closed in on Bantam and Harley, aiming to drag the psycho Sith off the kid. Their weapon of choice was your average baton. Not the stun variety, which might have short-circuited her collar, just a length of dense padded metal. A crack upside the head or the sternum would stun the body well enough, and the guards could also use them to choke, or at least immobilize her long enough for a knockout injection.

Beyyr watched over their shoulders, ultrachrome Arri'ryyk drawn and raised. He doubted she'd get past Bantam and the guards, not without taking a few serious hits anyway, but you could never be too careful with Sith. He'd have to apply that same principle to figuring out next steps.

They'd gotten four names out of her, four names in a week. So far as he could tell, she was fairly junior as Sith went. There was a good bit of appeal to dunking her in carbonite or marooning her on a moon with no spaceship -- or implanting her with a miniature tracking device and seeing where she went. For the moment, though, the challenge was just keeping her from damaging herself and others.

 

[Bryce Bantam]

Harley hit like a girl, literally, there was not as much force in her blows as BB was expecting. Normally getting hit by a force user was like taking a brick face but her punches were... normal, Kark BB she still has the collar on. Way to let her rage get to you buddy. Realizing his advantage BB pushed through her latest fury of strikes and went to grab her biceps. If he was successful he would then pick her up and press her against the far wall in an attempt to restrain her. However, this move would leave his groin area open and if someone was so inclined to strike a guy there.

[member="Harley"] | [member="General Beyyr"]

 

[Hailey Sosis]

[member="General Beyyr"] [member="Bryce Bantam"]

As he grabbed her pushed her back, she leaned forward and
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she tried to bite his ear off.

As she hit the wall, she also went to kick straight between the legs.

Whilst she was doing this, as her vision was solely on him. Something struck her on the head, then all went black.
She been hit a by wookiee guard across the top of the head, her body slumped straight to deck.
If anyone inspected her they realise her hands broke on bryce face, as she hit something quite thick, and her hands could not take it.
She was also bleeding from the baton wound to the head, and a rather large lump started to appear where she was struck.

 

[Jorus Merrill]

@Harley @Bryce Bantam

Several sets of very large hairy hands separated them and put the Sith down for the count. Then sedated the feth out of her.

***​

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Fast-forward an indeterminate amount of time. Getting anywhere in the Kathol Outback, after all, could be a nightmare.

On a frigate overlooking a habitable but uninhabited moon, Beyyr and Bantam watched a high-altitude drone's video feed of a crash site. Faking that crash site had been, admittedly, quite a bit of fun. The Underground had used a busted old shuttle that had fallen afoul of an accident. They'd retrofitted it with medical-grade prisoner transport gear -- or a cheap but reasonable facsimile thereof. A nice blood spatter in the cockpit suggested the pilot had been dragged off by local wildlife.

The shuttle was salvageable, with effort. It also had a homing beacon built into the fuselage. A shorter-range beacon -- microscopic, system-range Omega Protectorate DUST -- had been introduced to Harley's body, both through water and in her hair. Her body would gradually process and excrete the DUST she'd ingested; she wouldn't be marked for life. And she'd probably switch ships as rapidly as possible.

Still, if all went well, she'd use the ship's battered repair droid to fix up the key systems, then head somewhere that would offer useful intelligence before she inadvertently ditched the DUST and the beacon-tracked shuttle.

 

[Hailey Sosis]

[member="Bryce Bantam"] [member="General Beyyr"]

Harley woke up, she knew she had been drugged again. As her eyes opened and she began looked around, from the medical pod. The door was sealed and she was strapped in, the was red light flashing, erm that can't be good she thought to herself. She unclipped the strap, and tried to open the door. She had to kick it to get it open, the door the opened with a crash. She still groggy, and it took her some effort to get out. The first thing she noticed was how dusty the shuttle was, she been in the pod for a while. Even the air filter to pod looked blocked with it, she slowly began looking around. The collar was still on her, she wanted some way of getting it off. She shouted ANYONE HERE? All she heard was a few beeps, she said to it Go and fix something droid, I am busy. The droid then began doing things, she paid it no heed but wonder was if it was admiral seeing the other droid was a general.

She moved to cockpit, and saw a bloody mess. Oh I guess something had dinner, was thought that entered her head, when she saw it. She a discarded knife, and decide know would be good time to cut the collar off. All the time she breathing more of the dust, so they could keep her levels up for longer. After collar came off, she slumped in a corner. She began to cry, she was free but stuck, she could not go back as she had betrayed people. She could get off this rock ether, though part of wanted to crush that annoying droid which beeping everywhere. Still she was hungry and little thirsty, so she began looking around to see what she could find......