Serys of Selvaris
Coruscant - Dawn - A Galactic Alliance Interrogation Room
The room had no chronometer, although there were other ways of keeping time. Ran used the sound of boots patrolling the halls. The patrols were approximately five minutes apart, every time. This was the one-hundred and ninety-second time the sound of boots had come and gone which meant Ran had spent sixteen standard hours in this interrogation room. The only break she had came at the eight hour mark with some food and a visit to the restroom. She was due for another one.
Ran bounced her cuffed hands off her knee. She was getting restless. She had been without sleep for the last forty-eight hours. She spent a bulk of that time traveling and contemplating her unique situation which came to light on Denon. With the help of a shadow she reclaimed the memories that mind-control had locked away, both the wanted and unwanted. Then she met a Jedi Knight that showed her the force and the potential she held inside her. There was a path there but not one she could embrace in good conscience. Not after all she had done on behalf of the Sith. While she had no control then, she held regret now. This feeling was why she came to Coruscant. This feeling was why she turned herself in.
Whoosh
The door slid itself open again. The first eight times it was for a variety of different Galactic Alliance Officers. Each one had a different purpose, but most asked the same questions. Ran gave them the same answers, the honest answers. She did not mind doing it again, but something told her this wouldn't be a replay of the last eight visits, as the person who entered was not simply another Galactic Alliance officer.
Ran drew a deep breath in before letting it out. "Hello, Master Jedi."