First Reply Where have I been?

[Connel Vanagor]

"In my experience,
when you think you
understand the Force,
you realize just
how little you know"​

[COMM TRAFFIC]
LOCATION : Unknown | OBJECTIVE : Breaking out and getting home | TAG (FRIENDLY) : Efret Farr | TAG (FOE) : Anyone

Alright, so I do not normally narrate my own stories, but there is a reason for this.

I was set up.

I do not like thinking that, but that is the only reason that I can come up with for being in this cell. IThe prison guards have been treating me suspiciously ever since I arrived. I have been interrogated multiple times by different officers, and I have had my possessions searched. It is clear that someone is trying to frame me for something.

The one thing that I have going for me is that they are disorganized. Sure, they put a hood over my head until I was put in this cell, but that was about the only smart thing they pulled off. They have no plan for how to handle me, and they don't seem prepared. I'm just sitting here, waiting for them to make a mistake. It lets me be alone with my thoughts as well. It should not have gone this way. I was on a… where was I? Oh well doesn’t matter at this point. I was looking for an artifact on Master @Efret Farr’s list, she did not task me, but I had some time. It took some time and some research but I found the general location.

That was where everything went sideways.

So, here I sit, trying to figure out who informed those goons who were waiting for me. Yes, I could have fought my way out of that, but it wouldn’t be right, there was something more sinister going on and I need to find out what it is. I decided to go to the police. I had to find a way to get to the bottom of this. I had to find out who was behind all this and what they were looking to do. The guard is changing, right on time. They’re due to come in here and pull me out to “question” me again. 23 steps, right turn, 13 steps, left turn. I cannot sense anything through the Force, nothing outlandish anyway. That is an advantage for me because I did not have either lightsaber with me so they might not know I’m a Jedi.

Just going to have to let this play out a little longer.

I hope that someone out there is looking for me, but truly… I doubt it. I mean, Father would, uncle Thurion Heavenshield would, I’m sure… @Ala Quin would… but who else? No one knows where I was headed.

The life of a Shadow, I guess.

Guards are coming. Time to play the role of “coward”.

Alright, time for me to take over narration. The guards seem to buy into his “cowardice” and being “broken” yet again as the hood Connel up, ties back his hands and drags him to the same room he had been taken to several times. It was much of the same only this time, it was one of them had a hold of his “Lightblaster” and put it to his chin. Repeatedly they ask him why he is here, “What is so special about this gun?” Of course he said nothing, their punches and kicks hurt, yes, but nothing he could not handle.

Mental note, thank Master Matsu Ike the next time I see her.

So, he said nothing, knowing that there is a “Kenobi’s Legacy” crystal shard in the weapon, none of them could use it. Of course one of them was smart enough to realize that it was a “signature gun”, and manage to think that he was some kind of “Special Forces” guy, not that far off really. There was more of this, this repetitive inquiry and “beatings”, though the more he whimpered and begged, the more he got them to talk, to reveal more about where he was. No, Connel still did not have quite the full idea of the place, but he did know where the comms room is, he did know where his gear was as well.

It was another few days of this until finally someone recognized him, from his trip to Gallinore to pick up “Buster”.

“I know this guy…”

Frak… don’t remember me… don’t remember me…

“He’s a Jedi.”

That was it, his cover was blown. Time to bust out of here. So quickly and with almost brutal efficiency, Connel took down everyone in the room, and that was with a hood over his head. He could not truly sense anyone around him, there must be something along the lines of an Ysalamiri around here. It did not matter though as the Shadow was well trained and did not need to rely on the Force. Grabbing his blaster and slipping into the divot around the small of his back, he figured out the access code and opened the door and was moving.

Not without the gear though.