Panno
The First Order
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Affiliation: Imperial Knights
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Post by Panno on Jan 3, 2015 7:54:22 GMT -8
He was right, the detail was what mattered. He had left things without definition focusing on small things but leaving out the larger details. Following the advice he learned from a movie the jungle moon of Dxun disappeared revealing the same four walls and a bucket. Well six walls. Todays work was not over though, upping the power on his restraints the Imperial Knight hoped to bring him back to the land of the living. If that failed he would wait until conciousness returned to the Sith.
Once he was back with it, almost as if listening to what Jud said a large noise sounded in his room. Drowning out sensation for a couple seconds it was ear splitting and very painful before it was replaced with a voice. Please lay down on your back with your feet on the wall to your left. You have ten seconds to complyAgain regardless of the mans actions the room would shift. What was one the ceiling would become the wall, a wall that in the very centre of which a door would open. It was dark beyond, Jud wouldnt be able to see whats outside it but inside three beings walked in. Clothed in skinsuits they were humanoid standing all varying in size between five foot five and six feet they made their way to Jud. The one of middling height spoke. You can either come with us peacefully or... taking out a baton looking item he whipped it out to its full 3 foot length and touched the wall sparks emanating from the end. Outside the room the Imperial Knight stood motionless focused on the task at hand, this was easy compared to the last illusion. Three people and a gravity shift. Thats nothing.
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Lord Jud'dayus: The Debase
Retired High Councilor 
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Affiliation: To only a meager few, his motives are his own.
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Post by Lord Jud'dayus: The Debase on Jan 3, 2015 20:16:16 GMT -8
Jud remained lank until his teeth started to itch. He tensed slightly knowing this would still hurt, but pain paled in comparison to the vindication he'd visit upon his wardens. The slight stink of ozone proceeded the current that ran into his extremities like a white-hot spark. He played the part; arching his back and screaming. No doubt his onlookers would be amused at his rude awakening, but their anonymous torturing was at an end. Sylvis had given him the key, the one thing he so haphazardly overlooked for so long...
The shock ran through the Old Sith's body, but unlike before - he didn't fight it. No, instead - despite the theatrics - he allowed it to infuse him. To flow through his wizened body and revitalize his failing runes, amulets, and sorcerous artifacts. True it was basically caged lightening, but even lightening could be harnessed. All it took was the proper know how, and little room for error. Energy to energy, Force to another force, ever changing but never ceasing. That was the true key to Tutaminis; to imagine energy as cascading water running through every pore of one's being. To spot this flow or abruptly change it was folly, but to allow it ever gracefully to follow your bodies lead; now that was true mastery of the Force.
Jud's restraints went dead, the electricity turned off for the moment but replaced with a deafening noise that made the Sith's jaw clench tightly.
"Wha-" Jud began to ask curiously just before the cell spun him. It was disorienting for several seconds, what once was above was before, and below, behind...yet his arms and leg remained in their bindings.
"Curious..." Jud voiced with a grin as a door miraculously appeared in the wall which had been the ceiling he had begun to admire. The three figures that entered his cell weren't exactly what he had been expecting. He'd expected... well, he expected anyone BUT the gimp squad. It was almost embarrassing. Had he really been Shanghia'd by S&M practitioners?
"Or?" Jud asked with a raised eyebrow, seeing the shock maul as more of an "object" than a weapon. "If it's all the same to you guys..." He started, weary of the maul's intent. "Peacefully seems fine compared to what you're possibly into."
Jud gave the men a smile. "No offense of course, and not to be hasty. But when are you guys going to let me out of these?" Jud looked to the sophisticated manacles covering both his arms up to the elbow, and his legs to mid-shin.
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Panno
The First Order
Posts: 365
Affiliation: Imperial Knights
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Post by Panno on Jan 4, 2015 11:57:50 GMT -8
Nodding the one that spoke walked forward to the Sith and placed something on his skin which latched itself there. Not breaking the skin, or causing pain it went on his right temple, the shape of an upside down "L" it shone blue and much like the manacles on his wrists and ankles produced electricity. Unlike this others this one only had one setting, weak. It produced a shock similar to those of the shock gags people have, just enough to interfere with his connection to the force but not enough to cause physical pain.
Once it was on the two others, the strong silent type who made no notice of Juds words uncuffed his legs so he now hug from his wrists. After all they wouldn't want to harm their prisoner by dropping him on his head, then one at a time the cuffs came off his wrists starting with the left one.
We are sorry for keeping you up there but it was necessary. Once your able to move we will proceed.
The man, obviously the leader had a soft voice, kind and loving his role in this was that of the good cop. Make Jud like him and trust him. Or at least not hate his guts. He doubted it would work, but the Imperial Knight had seen dozens of holovids and it was a reoccurring troph.
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Lord Jud'dayus: The Debase
Retired High Councilor
Posts: 749
Affiliation: To only a meager few, his motives are his own.
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Post by Lord Jud'dayus: The Debase on Jan 6, 2015 12:33:50 GMT -8
Jud felt the device latch to his temple, noting it was probably something to do with monitoring his brainwave or such. That was a new one for the Sith. He'd never been captured... Well, Jud mused to himself. That wasn't wholly true, but this was the first time in a long time.
"A long time..." Jud murmured at the memory. The fetid stink of the dungeons on Dromuns Kaas' coming back to him. But that was centuries ago, maybe a millennia? Had it been that long, had he truly come all this way to get shackled again? At least on Kaas he had been granted the ability to fight for his right to leave, but here... "here" had proven to be a well laid plan, or at the least a well planned prison.
As his captors released his binding he sank to the floor. The power he'd stolen from the shock earlier not nearly enough to return his physical body to fighting shape, but his body was slowly working on that; the sorcery-made artifact that was his heart ebbed away, ever gaining more and more strength.
"Ha." The Sith managed, sitting on his haunches gingerly. "I don't mind if you guys have to drag me. I'm afraid if you don't we might be here awhile..."
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Panno
The First Order
Posts: 365
Affiliation: Imperial Knights
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Post by Panno on Jan 7, 2015 14:00:21 GMT -8
For a moment the Imperial Knight considered waiting until the Sith felt the strength to raise himself. Touch was one of those senses that were hard to fool, but he had done so once with the energy spike so doing so again wouldnt be hard.
The largest and smallest, hence forth known as Hickory and Dickory walked over and picked the Sith up by either shoulder. There would still be enough drag on his feet that the Sith would be able to assist them in walking if he had the strength. Hickory (the tall one) on his right, made for an awkward drag on Juds left leg due to the size difference of the guards.
Walking out the hall, the walls showed view screens that showed rooms similar to Juds some occupied others not. Most not, as the more effort you put into the illusion that harder it was to maintain but every couple screens would show a Rodian, human or other sentient that; to an outsider would look more or less the same. As they walked the third man, the one who talked the whole time (now known as Dock) continued to speak.
Lord Jud'dayus, you know why you are here.
This was one of the Imperial Knights first tricks today. Much like when you say dont think about pancakes, and you think about them, he was trying to get Jud to think about the Jedi relics he had stolen. What easier way to get the information then when it is at the forefront of his mind. It was a dangerous game he was playing, creating the illusion while probing the Siths mind. Push to hard on either aspect and the whole thing would fall apart. Dont push enough and it was a waste of time.
We want you to tell us where you hid the Jedi artifacts. Its clear you wont do that. Why? Whats in it for you?
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Lord Jud'dayus: The Debase
Retired High Councilor
Posts: 749
Affiliation: To only a meager few, his motives are his own.
Traffic Light: Yellow
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Post by Lord Jud'dayus: The Debase on Jan 11, 2015 19:53:17 GMT -8
Jud let the men pickup his lank body, the feeling of their cold body-gloved hands not belying anything unnatural to the Sith. Their grips were strong and despite his misgivings it seemed that he might actually be free? "Hmmph," Jud managed softly with a smirk; too easy... way too easy. The Old Sith wasn't truly aware of the length of time he'd been in his cell, but he was sure of the fact that it wasn't for anytime short of a month. Yet this was the first "outing" he'd been allowed - well - the only one he consciously knew of.
He kept is head hung low, but his eye searched the corridor they were traveling. He was in a prison. Cell after cell passing him, some with occupants others with nothing but white walls. The Sith's mind concentrated on prisons as elaborate as this. The Core Worlds were suspect; notably Coruscant or Caamas, maybe Kuat? No, Sinistra wouldn't have been this bold. She hated him, oh that was true, but even she knew that caging him would be risky.
Byss? Jud considered... but then again, if Nexus had somehow captured him, he'd more than likely be dead; Nexus wasn't exactly the person Jud had known decades ago on Tatooine. So, he was left with a question mark. When he'd been captured, he'd been blinded by something. The flash took away his natural sight, but not his connection to the Force. Still, he didn't have the slightest clue who or where he was.
Jud looked up at Dock and smiled. "Actually I was hoping you'd tell me?" He laughed, feeling Dock's two goons stop their procession and lift the Sith up slightly higher; so that Jud and Dock where more or less eye to eye.
"For fug's sake..." Jud said with a huff. "Well, here's one for you. What's in it for you, huh? Or maybe, what's in it for your gang, faction, family group? Huh? I highly doubt you, or these two would have such use for things that would make you look like a Kowakian monkey-lizard trying to figure out." Jud eyed the man before him, judging his body language. "As I've said time and time again to your button-pushing friends... I'll die before anything as priceless as what I've gathered in my long years is used by lessers." The Sith stated derisively to Dock. "You do know that you are my lessers, right?" Jud asked, an all too mirthful smirk crossing his skeletal face.
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Panno
The First Order
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Affiliation: Imperial Knights
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Post by Panno on Jan 17, 2015 13:25:50 GMT -8
Dock let out a good laugh at that lasting a few seconds. Jud had hit the nail on the head. Compared to this ancient Sith he was just well. He was made up, but he was a made up jailer and a jailer at a high security prison. Juds brain.
You are right. I have no use for them myself, and you will laugh but if you tell me I do get something. A nice bonus, all three of us actually. Not everyone can be an all powerful force user.
Leaning in close to Juds ear he whispered into his ear.
Except right now you are just another prisoner. Your force is nothing to me go ahead try to use it. You cant. So in your head I might be lesser, but here, right now we are equals.
Low level electrical devices were actually placed on the Force User, just as there was one in this illusion. The point of that was to hopefully illicit some sort of emotional response from Jud. Be it anger, frustration. Something other than this monotonous passive aggressive stance he has taken through most of his time incarcerated.
Back to the point though, you tell us and you go free. We get a nice inflation in our pay cheques at the end of this and everyone is happy. Hell we arent even asking about all the goods you've collected over the years just the stuff you got recently. You get to go and steal more stuff, learn and do all your nefarious Sithy activities. Does that not sound like a good reason?
The Imperial Knight was choosy with the words he made Dock speak. He could feel Jud trying to figure out who his captures were. He had no doubt been trying to figure that out of the past days, weeks, months or years. Part of him wanted to tell him, show him how hopeless his situation was. Although he did not know for sure he felt the Sith was close to the right location. The worlds were close to Imperial space after all.
Hickory and Dickory then continued to walk half dragging half guiding Jud to their destination. A new room, not unlike the one he had been in before except this one was not bare. In the middle was a chair, the walls covered in various devices for torture.
I dont take you here to scare you, nor will I start with the usual spiel. You seem not to care if you live or die and even if you dont tell us what we need to know we get paid to do it. Plus I like this part of my job.
Sitting the old Sith down on the chair they strapped his legs to the... legs and hands to the arm rests.
You nearly look like you are falling apart as it is. If you wont tell me about the artifacts can you tell me something else. Your skin looks paper thin, what happens to you if I start cutting it? Will you just fall apart or...
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