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Post by Marcos, LE-9615 on Jun 15, 2017 18:30:09 GMT -8
Sillonire frowned at the jedi. She had to admit the thought of the jedi getting free was moderately terrifying.
-Sillonire I will credit you with intelligence. The pain might not be immediate, but we will be checking. If we find data that contradicts your statements, you will be reminded of it, then punished. As for how you will be punished, refuse to answer & find out.
She had her datapad with her, but for the first few questions, she wouldn't need it.
-Sillonire Where was your last base of operations?
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Post by Deleted on Jun 20, 2017 12:25:14 GMT -8
Alaara was curious to see just what exactly the Major had in stock for punishment. Psychological punishment would only serve to make her answers more unreliable. Meaning they would have to physically hurt her somehow. As the Major asked her first question, Alaara remained unmoved. She just sat and watched the woman "Hyperspace near Bilbringi..." She winked then. The answer was not wrong. They technically were operating out of a mobile base there, waiting for their chance to infiltrate to arrive
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Post by Marcos, LE-9615 on Jun 20, 2017 16:19:49 GMT -8
Sillonire grimaced. She had hoped the threat of pain would be enough. Some people though had to lick the power lines first though.
-Sillonire I did say that evasions would also be punished.
Pulling out a small remote, she tapped the button on it. Ten thousand volts raced through the exposed metal of the cage. The system was built in. While it could scale up enough to kill the occupant, this jolt was only a fifth of that used for electrical based stun weapons.
-Sillonire Where was your last base of operations?
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Post by Deleted on Jun 21, 2017 8:46:12 GMT -8
Alaara had suspected that there was perhaps an electrocution system built into the cage. It was the only other way to punish her when a physical means was out of the question. As the button was pressed, she felt the buzz hit the underside of her legs and behind. Causing her to bite back a soft moan. She hoped that the Major had not noticed the reaction. Where others liked to lick the power lines first. Alaara had more eclectic tastes for such things. She shifted a little then, before managing to calm herself "That was not an evasion Major... We never had a base that was not mobile. We never knew the true IFFs of the ships we worked out of..."
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Post by Marcos, LE-9615 on Jun 21, 2017 16:34:08 GMT -8
-Sillonire See you can be coerced into revealing information. What are the names of your superiors?
After asking the question, Sillonire taps the remote lightly against her palm. Not to trigger it, but as a reminder of what resistance would bring. To be perfectly honest, Sillonire had expected much more resistance from the Jedi. It seems that perhaps they were not so powerful as rumor would have them seem.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 26, 2017 8:52:40 GMT -8
Coerced was one word for what had happened. Plus, it was not like it was actual intel. But so long as the Major wished to believe it was true, then so be it. She would not correct her. And the more misinformation she passed off as being true, the better it would be for the Alliance. She watched then, as the Major asked her next question and palmed the remote. The first shock had only left her wanting a little more. Though, that was going to happen anyway. She would not have to go out of her way to lie or evade answering. Which in turn would result in her being punished. She just wondered how long she could go before the Major worked out what was actually happening "You're looking at her..."
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Post by Marcos, LE-9615 on Jun 29, 2017 15:19:29 GMT -8
Well, at least she still had some backbone. Sillonire gave another short tap on the button, sending a second brief charge through the frame. It was just as weak as before, & over just as quickly, more like a emphatic warning than a real punishment. As the questions continued, Sillonire would be turning it up to higher settings.
-Sillonire Even rebel scum has people they work for. You will tell me the identities of your superiors.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2017 6:48:09 GMT -8
As the next shock came through the cage, Alaara was reminded of the conversation she'd had with the Major several days ago. During their first conversation the Major had expressed that she took no pleasure from inflicting pain. It was merely passing remarks at the time. And while it was hard to gauge whether Sillonire took any pleasure from this. Alaara certainly did, as she bit back another soft moan. Shifting her position again. On the upside, her actions would seem like someone shifting from a painful shock "Not every rebel works for someone else. Even the great Rebel Alliance that fought the Empire had little cells that functioned separately from the 'main' command... I was just a lucky enough girl to be one such person."
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Post by Marcos, LE-9615 on Jul 1, 2017 11:13:10 GMT -8
-Sillonire I find it difficult to believe that a solitary cell would have the resources or personnel to put together such an attack. You indicated that your base of operations was mobile. Such a craft would require crew & supervision. Inside your head is the knowledge to either find or otherwise rejoin that crew. You will provide it to me. Sooner or later.
Sillonire was absolutely certain that the few people that had pulled off the destruction of the station could not be the entirety of the cell. At the least there would be support staff & contacts in the general population. Not to mention the possibilities of spies or informants.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 9, 2017 7:24:11 GMT -8
"Believe what you want Major. Rebel cells handicapped the Empire's operations more than once with as few resources. And your assumptions are based upon the idea that these crews are always permanent and were not merely smugglers or mercenaries..." That wasn't entirely a lie. A handful of crews had made use of smuggler crews and mercenaries to fill out their compliments and complete missions. Theirs had not been "Trust me, what ever knowledge is inside my head will remain there. And for that, I will die before you learn what ever it is... but I am curious why you think I would know how to find or rejoin this supposed crew? Even you understand such a mission was a one way trip. If there were survivors, would not the window for any pick up have long since passed?
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Post by Marcos, LE-9615 on Jul 9, 2017 19:05:02 GMT -8
-Sillonire That wasn't a question. What you know, I will learn. The only question is how much of you remains afterward.
Sillonire pressed the button that would send another shock through the cage. In truth the woman was starting to vex her. It was time to step away for a while & let her stew again.
-Sillonire We will be talking again shortly.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 11, 2017 16:05:20 GMT -8
Alaara let out another moan as the cage shocked her. It was a rather strange situation to be getting turned on in. But it was a way for her to retain some control and stop herself giving into the torture. All she had to do, was make sure that the Major did not catch on too quickly. Though, any torture that Sillonire would inflict upon her was bound to be pleasurable short of being stabbed or shot "See you again soon Major..." Alaara licked her lips as she shifted her position again, hiding the small wet spot that was starting to form
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Post by Marcos, LE-9615 on Jul 21, 2017 19:23:16 GMT -8
Several days passed, during which time the remaining prisoners were transferred into cryogenic storage. Major Sillonire wasn't enjoying the interrogation, but as of yet she had learned very little. Most of what had been learned was of little use by itself, but it was still recorded for collaboration with previous & future intel reports. Soon enough she found herself yet again in the cell with the prisoner. She had timed it so that she entered in roughly the middle of the prisoner's sleep cycle. After watching the sleeping prisoner for a minute, Sillonire pressed the remote button firmly. A sharp jolt passed through the cage.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2017 16:15:59 GMT -8
It must have been at least a month, if not longer, since she'd arrived here. The size of the cage did not allow much room for excercise, or much of any real movement. Thankfully she was able to tap into the force and minimalise the damage caused by such prolonged imprisonment. She had already had to tighten her clothing to fit her slightly diminished frame. She had also taken to preparing herself by getting sleep where she could. This meant that when she felt the zap awake, it wasn't too detrimental to her. She murmured as she sat upright, still feeling tingly from the shock "Good morning to you too... Come to let me know that my impending execution is today?"
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Post by Marcos, LE-9615 on Jul 24, 2017 17:13:58 GMT -8
Sillonire couldn't help but let a small smile slip. Though her goal was to break the woman, she had to admire the jedi's resilience.
-Sillonire Unfortunately it seems the executioner was overbooked for today so we will have to reschedule. Would you happen to be busy the day after tomorrow?
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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2017 10:31:16 GMT -8
A smile. Well that was a little unusual for the Major. Perhaps this imprisonment was starting to breed some familiarity between herself and Sillonire. While this good mood lasted, Alaara figured she would make the most of it "I have all the free time in the world Major... I'm not going anywhere any time soon... Well, except to that appointment with the gallows..."
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Post by Marcos, LE-9615 on Aug 9, 2017 20:48:06 GMT -8
It didn't really hurt anything, & she was still waiting on word from the Warlord. To be honest, Sillonire was getting tired of trying to break the jedi. Partly from lack of success, but mostly from the distaste of inflicting the punishment.
-Sillonire I think they might have discontinued the gallows. Something about reusing ropes. Care to try the electric chair instead?
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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2017 9:26:40 GMT -8
Alaara couldn't stop herself from smiling a little this time. Despite how morbid all of this seemed, There was some very heavy sexual undertones she was deriving from all of it. If only to strengthen her resolve against further fact finding that the Major might try "Reused ropes and electric chairs? Careful Major, it's starting to sound like you're threatening me with a good time..." She winked. What it was meant to indicate, was not entirely clear. It could have been that she was joking about it being a good time. Maybe she was genuinely turned on by the thought of Sillonire putting her through such things. At this stage, it didn't matter
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Post by Marcos, LE-9615 on Aug 29, 2017 18:20:54 GMT -8
The banter was surprisingly relaxing. She still didn't have any word on how long the warlord would take to arrive. She was probably undoing a lot of her work, but at this point she didn't care much.
-Sillonire If that appeals to you, I'm sure I could find some paddles & such as a reward for good behavior. Though I'm sure there are rules against fraternizing with the enemy.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 4, 2017 13:56:20 GMT -8
Paddles. Well now. That was an offer she would be hard pressed to not accept. Perhaps she could use this to her advantage and eventually escape via. If not, then at least she might be able to derive some pleasure for herself, before she was put in front of a firing squad and killed "Nothing wrong with a little fun before the end... Besides, we could keep it as our little secret. My fate is pretty much sealed, and I doubt even you could change it, no matter how much... fraternizing we did..."
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