The Officer

[Darth Banshee]

[member="Noah Corek"]

Her hands where shaking a little, as she reached out for the data pad. She nodded to him, but also added "I only seen her once or twice." She then began scrolling through the captured images of the vong, they where an ugly lot some even made her skin crawl. Eventually she came across a partial image of her, well she thinks could be her. "I am not a hundred percent sure, but I think that's her."

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Darth Banshee"]
Noah sighed and took the datapad from Sabrina, making sure to earmark that picture and send it to MICO and his sister in the GIA. Looking over to Sabrina, Noah saw she was shivering, it wasn't very cold in here so he guessed she was scared. "If your scared of them why don't you speak out against it?" Noah asked, he was pretty sure what her answer was going to, but he still wanted to know.

 

[Darth Banshee]

[member="Noah Corek"]

"It was you, who is scaring me." she replied, and then explained "I can't feel you in the force, I don't know what you're planning. If your going to hit me, or just fleeting anger." Sabrina was missing the force, especially the little parts of it.

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Darth Banshee"]
Noah sighed and laid a hand on Sabrina's upper thigh. "I didn't mean to scare you Sabrina, its just that Cira's death hit us all very hard and sometimes we tend to direct our anger outwards towards other things, that's why we decimated the Feds at Naboo, we just had so much anger pent up we just released it all." Noah informed her as he leaned back in his chair.

 

[Darth Banshee]

[member="Noah Corek"]

She nodded and replied in a slightly mournful toon "We all lost people we care about in this war. That includes us to" Her mind thought about Darth Shara, and how he liked her cookies. As well as others they have lost too, like [member="Ordo"] who she saw get shot in back of the head, after he surrender.

 

[Sarge Potteiger]

((Joining with permission from Sabrina.))

Sarge had never, truly, interacted with Corek in any manner. While he knew of the man, and presumed the man to know of him, the two hadn't crossed paths that he could recollect. So that, naturally, made him a little curious as to how this would all go when he came to speak with the Sith; after all, one was officially a high ranking member of OmegaPyre. The other was a hyperlethal vector known for violent outbursts and secrecy.... and shooting the Lady Protector in the gut.

Accident. Seriously.

So it was he did what he did best - arrived unannounced and unwanted. There was a buzz as the door to the cell was unlocked and the what came through was nothing short of a humanoid mountain of death. A massive pauldron was the first thing through the doorway, the figures torso turned to the side so he could duck through the door. At just a shade over seven feet tall and as wide as a ship side corridor it was a tight squeeze to get inside.

Cold blue optics, their gaze made angry by the downward slope of the squat gunmetal helmet, peered from beneath a crackling hood of metal. The left gauntlet was devoted to a massive, double barreled weapon and a curved shield set before the left pauldron spoke to an armor designed specifically for close in fighting. "Corek. Pray tell why you have wine in here." A mechanical voice booms from the figure, even as the door slid shut behind it.

If he were honest, he'd have rather stayed outside and waited for the man to finish the interrogation - but the camera had been unplugged and Sarge was not known for being patient when it came to completing an objective that wasn't 'remain patient until you can kill the target.'

"And... why is she sitting next to you and not otherwise restrained?"

[member="Noah Corek"]

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Sarge Potteiger"] [member="Darth Banshee"]
"Yeah? Remember who started this war..." Noah trailed off venomously as he stood, he had heard the buzz and knew what was going to happen. "I'll be more than glad to explain those two things to you in the hallway, Sergeant Major." Admittedly, Noah respected Pottegier deeply, but sometimes some people, even though Noah respected them, got on his nerves. So Noah squeezed past the giant and into the hallway.

 

[sabrina]

You declared war on us, as she replied a tall very imposing man came in. Oh, erm She was unsure what to say, then [member="Noah Corek"] told him that he talk to him in the hallway. She watched as he squeezed past him, she wonder if her scent was still on him, and would he smell his sweat. She had never met the other man before, for some reason he made her nervous.

[member="Sarge Potteiger"]

 

[Sarge Potteiger]

"Oh, yes, we started the war by invading Coruscant. Totally us." The mechanical beast says before following the clearly annoyed Noah outside. If he was looking to piss of Sarge, he'd done it real quick. You didn't take a verbal crap on that near and dear rank like that without getting hit. Thank the Force for self control. Actually, the more he thought on it the less it bothered him.

Mostly because at least one person here had something approaching the facts of the matter. However, as the pair stepped out, another pair stepped in, bedecked in royal blue armor and armed with blasters attached via battery lines to a powerpack on their back. Giving a nod to Hastings as he stepped outside, the figure settled its attention on Corek again.

Completely and utterly blocking the door, he stood with his hands at his sides. "Colonel." He says, correcting Corek. Although likely Corek would think he was, of course, referring to his own rank. "Mind telling me why she's freshly cleaned and you look like you just got done with a marathon." This was going to get real nasty, real quick.

Reasonably he should be apologizing right now, but he was beyond that. Really, if Noah wanted to beat the ever loving poodoo out of a prisoner he should know better than to leave evidence, but something about that wine...

[member="Noah Corek"]

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Sarge Potteiger"]
Noah looked up at the beast of the man and smiled. "My mother was very fond of a old saying, you wanna hear it?" Noah asked, it was a rhetorical question, Noah was going to tell him anyway. "' You get more flies with honey than you do piss.' Words to live by." Noah told the monster as he took a swig from his canteen, currently full of Corellian Whiskey. "Beating her senseless wouldn't do any good, she's a Sith, she's been brainwashed against pain to not give up her friends, but pleasure? That's a whole 'nother game entirely." Noah said, screwing the cap back on his canteen and hooking it one his belt. "At first, I intended to go in there and let of some steam by beating her until she couldn't walk, but when she tried to seduce me, I saw a opportunity to get info. Info like, what happened to Cira..." Noah trailed off that last part, of course unbeknownst to him, Sarge already knew what had happened, though he didn't know exact details like Noah did.

 

[Sarge Potteiger]

"Tell me before I evacuate your braincase." The man says matter-of-factly, tone so abrupt as to be devoid of emotion or anything approaching humanity. He made a mental note to ask Ayden about sleeping with the enemy while in prison as an allowed means of interrogation. Corek had about 10 seconds of good will following the utterance of her name before his patience would quite literally be gone and this would get violent.

[member="Noah Corek"]

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Sarge Potteiger"]
Noah swallowed, he wasn't scared of Sarge, he had faced down bigger, he just didn't want to repeat what had happened to Cira. "They vongformed her, turned her into some sort of vong queen, from what the queen told me, she goes by the name 'Hydra Queen' or 'Zhaera Shai' and usually tends to hang around with the vong." Noah told him. "There is a small nugget of good news though, vongforming doesn't destroy the mind, it fractures it. How well it is fractures depends on how strong the persons will is. We both know Cira, she is still alive in that head, somewhere, if we could somehow capture her, it, and that's a big it, may be possible to reform her mind."

 

[Sarge Potteiger]

"I was informed of that just after her death. Thankfully Vong-forming doesn't hold. She's got a split personality then, and likely something to help suppress memories. Removing the biots won't be the issue - I'll have our scientists start cooking up something to kill Vong cells." Clenching his fist and pounding on the door, it buzzed and the two soldiers stepped out, holding the door open for [member="Noah Corek"] back in.

"I've got to talk to Cater." The man says, rage boiling again already. "Try not to contract any VD." He says coldly before departing. "If you get anything else relevant send it to the Lord Protector."

 

[Darth Banshee]

She looked at the guards, as the other two left the room. She could hardly hear them, in the corridor. Though she knew whatever it was, it was probably not good for her. After all the sarge did not have friendly voice, and was sarcastic sod to say the least. She decide to finish her glass of wine off just incase, they came back in and took it off her. She started to realise though, she did need out of this place one way or another.

[member="Sarge Potteiger"][member="Noah Corek"]

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Darth Banshee"]
Noah sighed as he walked back into the room and smiled at Sabrina. "Don't worry about him, he's more bark than bite." Of course that was a complete lie, Sarge's bite was much worse than his bark. Pouring himself another glass of wine, Noah quickly gulped his glass down and sent a smile to Sabrina.

 

[Darth Banshee]

She smiled back at him [member="Noah Corek"], and waited for his guards to go, before pouring herself another glass of wine. She then asked him, her voice sounded a little concerned He`s not coming back tonight is he? She paused and added, ​As I wanted you to entertain me tonight, as it`s get`s quite boring here.

[member="Sarge Potteiger"]

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Darth Banshee"]
Noah smiled once more and put his hand on her thigh and massaged it a bit. "Don't worry, I don't think he's coming back." Noah finished off his glass and smiled wider at her. "How would you like a massage?" Noah asked as he sat his glass on the table.

 

[Darth Banshee]

[member="Noah Corek"]

No her eyes widened as she said it, and her smile did to, Let me give you a massage as instead, she then tilted her head to one side and added the words please her voice was hushed as she said it.

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Darth Banshee"]
Noah smiled and shook his head. "No, I insist, let me." Noah told her, his grip on her leg getting a little tighter, showing he wasn't kidding. Noah was a paranoia freak, he wouldn't even allow a civilian give him a massage, let alone a enemy.

 

[Darth Banshee]

[member="Noah Corek"]

She her smile fade a little, and said in a slightly high pitched voice You're hurting me a little. His hand was pressing in on her leg, and it was just little uncomfortable.