Masters Quarters

Amber quickly removed the Duel Blade and tossed it aside, before running over to where Zion lay as she holstered her pistol as Obadiah told her to get Zion to the RDMC. She quickly hoisted Zion up, draping his arm over her shoulders to support him as she half carried, half dragged him across to the turbolift
=Amber Caird=
Hold in there!
The turbolift doors then shut and the lift dropped down through the Temple, down to the basement floors where the hangars were located.

Hikari and Akari put up no fight as their unconcious forms were placed on seats to either side of Zacaiah, who just sat there and waited. She gave no struggle as Obadiah removed her weapons, helmet, and gauntlets and placed them on the desk far behind her, as two extra guard droids entered the room, whilst the main one lowered it's sword.

Considering the type of reputation she had heard the Elementis brothers had, this was by far their worst idea. Unless the Cinn Ion had caught wind of her actual status as a half breed, and had this all planned as a means of eliminating her. Either way, she was currently held prisoner, and that was what mattered the most, especially as Obadiah started questioning her. She grinned up at her cousin as he looked down at her in disgust
=Zacaiah Traevis=
What would you know, fool! They are clones, designed to fool you all, although not convincing enough apparently. Seems I have the Elementis brothers to thank for this predicament... So what is the plan now Obadiah? do you hope to interrogate me for more information?

How foolish Obadiah was, to believe that she had failed so soon, after all, Zion had not looked in top shape when he had been rushed off. No, the wound could still prove fatal, and if he did survive, she would carry out her orders given to her by Brithomar, and that would be to ensure Zion died. Whether she was to die whilst ensuring Zion's demise, was still uncertain.

She just needed to get free of the restraints to ensure maximum effectiveness when it came to killing Zion. If all else failed, she could remotely activate the explosive charge in her gauntlet with her voice. Although it would kill her, it would most certainly kill Zion as well considering the design of the room, especially since it was basically a minature seismic charge.

Zacaiah turned her head to the side as Obadiah got up and walked around to sit at the desk, training his pistol on her and the clones. That definitely added some danger to the prospect of getting out of the cuffs before Zion arrived, but challenges always made things more interesting
=Zacaiah Traevis=
What makes you think you are so right, eh? You act as if the Cinn Ion are some malicious disease, and yet, how much do you really know about them? All they seek is purity and to put half-breeds in their place. Is that really so wrong? They Jedi and Sith fight over much pettier things, and yet they are justified in their war. I assure you though, I have not failed... not yet...

Obadiah looked over towards the lift as Zion, Amber, and a Farghul woman appeared from it. He had heard Zion speak of her on a number of different occasions over the last couple months, mostly of how she was in some coma and that she was working towards freeing herself. He had never really gotten the exact details, mostly because it was none of his business to inquire in Zion's personal matters, that aside, it was good to see the woman up and moving about.
However, Obadiah could see that what ever joy Zion felt for her recoivery, it had stayed in the lift, as his friend came over and basically, in about the only worlds he could think of, laid a smack down on Zacaiah. No matter how many times he heard the story, it was still as powerful as ever, to once again realize the cost that this war had taken on Zion, and just how intent he was to put an end to it all. He nodded when Zion asked what they knew so far
=Obadiah Traevis=
Turns out you were right, they are Clones. It also seems that the Elementis Brother's were behind this plan. I was just waitng for you to take over the questioning...

Zion looked over to Obadiah and then down at the two girls as his suspicions were confirmed to be true, they were nothing more than mere copies of his sisters that had been killed. His attention was soon piqued again as Obadiah said that the Elementis brothers were behind this attack, the same people whom Lyssa had told him had been after him for several years now. Even after he had won that accursed blood sport that the Cinn Ion called the Marú Games, and been given the medal that bound the Cinn Ion's oath to never harm him again. Perhaps their plan was that he would be dead and thus no one would be able to link the Cinn Ion's involvement, or perhaps the Cinn Ion placed no value in the oaths that they took.
He had been called foolish for thinking that they would keep their word, his Uncle Jarrah had warned him that the Cinn Ion placed no value in an oath to a Cinndao. Although he did not want to believe it, it was starting to seem like his Uncle had been right all along, and that he had been nothing but an optimistic fool for believing they had some ounce of honour. He soon turned his attention back to Zacaiah and her retorts, parts of which were quite oddly worded, considering she was a Cinn Ion, or at least he could only assume she was, since she would be a bound slave if she was a half-blood. He was doubtful she was a half-breed, it would mean she had somehow convinced the Cinn Ion she was one of them, which would mean she had to lie about her lineage.
That however, would carry greats risks, since the Cinn Ion seemed to have a great wealth of information about who had married who, and whether someone was a "pure" blood or a half-blood. Her parents would have had to go into hiding years ago, and even then, one of them would have had to have died, before the other would have a relationship with a human. From there, they would have had to have all died before she reappeared in the galaxy, leaving the Cinn Ion to accept her story based on what intel that had from years ago. And that was just one possible situation, assuming she was a half-blood, after all, he was still drawing conclusions based on the fact most Cinn Ion had never shown such strange...remorse, if he could call it that
=Zion Morviael=
I am no knight in shining armour...perhaps in my younger years, before this war took it's first toll on me, I may have imagined myself as such. But there is nothing noble about what I have done... no, men and women have died at my hand. When I first started, I tortured a man to find out who took Akari... do you really think there is anything noble in holding a man's life in your hands and breaking him for information?! Do you really think something like that ever just goes away?! Do not think I have lived a care free life? I have been hunted for years, some of which I still cannot remember because my memories were nearly erased by the Cinn Ion. But I am done running away and hiding, and I am sure as hell done feeling sorry about what has happened. Too many people are counting on me to protect them, and I wont let them down, not this time. So I don't care how we do this, but one way or the other, you are going to set up a meeting with the Elementis Brothers. The Cinn Ion may be a horde, but that horde fears me, else they would not have wasted soo much effort in trying to kill me. And trust me, I will fully live up to the ungodly fear they have for me, if it means finishing this...
Zion then moved over to the unconcious clone of Hikari and knelt down, before producing a needle which he used to extract a sample of blood from her arm. He then placed a lid on the needle again and placed a bacta patch over her arm, before moving over to the clone of Akari, producing a new needle and taking a sample of her blood as well. He then placed a lid on the needle and put a bacta patch on Akari's arm as well, before he got up and walked over to his desk and pulled out a small box which he placed both needles into. He then sealed the box and labeled it for the RDMC cloning department, just as Knight Mentor Jorge arrived up to the Masters Quarters to collect the box and headed back down to deliver it.
With that taken care of, Zion then picked up Zacaiah's wrist gauntlet with the datapad in it and carried it over to her with him. He stood in front of her again and tossed it into her lap as he stared down at her, knowing full well he was taking a risk by giving her a piece of her gear back. But it was a bit of an unavoidable risk he had to take, especially since if she used anything else, it was unliekly they would show up to this meeting. Sure, she might use a code word to alert them that she was writing the message under duress, or she could use it as an opportunity to call in reinforcements, but he had a feeling she wasn't that stupid
=Zion Morviael=
I am going to release the restraints. Tell them you need to meet up because you have intel on several Cinndao commanders that they have been unable to find. I assume you'll want to hand over my body as well, since they will want to take the credit. You have a chance to be free of the Cinn Ion, cause honestly, I don't care if you are a pure blood or not, this is your chance to do the right thing and free yourself of their taint. None of us are perfect, but that doesn't mean we can't do something good, even if we have done some bad...
With that, Zion used the force to unbind Zacaiah's wrists so that she would be able to write the message to the Elementis Brothers. Sure, Zion had every reason in the galaxy to want to hate her and kill her here and now, but unlike the cinn Ion, he was a man of honour, and he would give her a chance to do the right thing. If she took it, then there was still a chance she could be redeemed, and save herself from the corrupting hold of the Cinn Ion, if she refused, then he would have to resort to less prefered methods, and ultimately take her life. Although he detested having to kill her, it would be a kinder fate to kill her now, than to let her be consumed by the Cinn Ion. It all came down to what she chose to do in this moment

Tigress nodded, fragments of those memories coming to her as Amber explained what had happened. The fact someone would try and use clones of Zion's sisters to try and kill him was just sickening. Tiggy wasn't a saint herself, what with being a life long thief, but using clones like this, that was just beyond sick and cruel, you had to be really twisted to come up with such a plan. Her thoughts soon turned to some of what had happened on Alderaan as Amber voiced her fears about what was about to happen. Although she didn't know the full story, she had enough impressions from what was shared with her to get a general idea of what had gone down all those years ago. She then placed one of her hands on Amber's shoulder and gave her a reassuring smile
=Tigress=
Hey, at last this time he has got all of us, and you can be damned sure he wont be sending us away. We'll stick by his side, no matter what. In fact, you can't let him distance himself from you again. He might not admit it, but you two are made for each other, you just need to make him realize it. Of course, you need to admit it yourself as well... Unless you're still sticking to that whole 'I am just his loyal servant' routine...
Tigress gave Amber a playful wink, having seen the memories Zion had of Amber. But Tiggy had the perspective to see some of what Amber did for what it really meant, whilst Zion was still blisssfully ignorant of it all, either on purpose or because he really was that innocent in the affairs of the heart, even after all these years. Although she was sure The Imprint had not had anything in the way of finally having Zion and Amber realize their feelings for one another, Tigress had made up her mind to take it upon herself to do something about it

She could hear the pain, mixed in with the conviction, in his voice as he subtly threatened her, should she have any ideas about escaping. She had heard the stories about some of what had happened to the Cinn Ion based on Alderaan, but some of it she had found hard to believe, at least that was until now. Even now though, despite Zion having admitted he did it, she had a hard time believing he could be capable of such acts, but at the same time, there was something about him that told her that he would not hesitate.

When she had arrived here, she had been set on ensuring his death, either through the use of the Elementis Brothers plan or through her own methods. But watching him right now, as he took the blood samples from the clones, and having heard what he had to say, she started to wonder if she still should kill him and fulfill her mission. But if she let him live, she would never be able to return to the Cinn Ion, especially considering how much importance Brithomar had placed on her killing Zion, one way or another.

She continued to watch Zion as he handed the samples over to a Jedi, before he grabbed her datapad and brought it over to her and tossed it into her lap, basically handing her a tool to escape, as he explained what he wanted her to do. She could hardly believe he was trsuting her, even after he knew full well she had knowingly brought the clones along, and was still on a mission to try and kill him. As the restraints were released, she brought her hands in front of herself and rubbed her wrists, trying to work out if he was deceiving her or not.

She looked down at the datapad in her lap, then up at Zion, as she took a moment to consider what she should do. If she activated the charge, it would kill her and everyone else in the room, meaning she would complete her mission and the Cinn Ion would be a step closer to fulfilling their goal of beating the Cinndao. Or she could do as Zion said and send the message requesting a meeting with the Elementis Brothers, and maybe, just maybe, He would be able to defeat the Brothers and make his way through the Cinn Ion leadership.

One of the biggest questions she had to ask herself now was, whether or not she was willing to die for a cause that she was not even really apart of, a cause she had tricked her way into to avoid dying. Was this some cruel trick the gods were trying to play on her right now, forcing her to really face the consequences of dying right now for the wrong cause, as punishment for having sided with the Cinn Ion so quickly to begin with. She felt doubt about what she was doing, for the first time in her some 280 years of service to the Cinn Ion.

It was possible that she could send the message and use it to gain Zion's trust, so that she could kill him whilst they were going to meet the Elementis Brothers. But at the same time, she didn't think he was stupid enough to so easily trust her, and she had a strange doubt that she could pull such an under handed maneuver. She wasn't some snake who used tricks and schemes to achieve his goal, she was more akin to a cheetah, using stealth and speed to kill her targets fair and square, without underhanded tricks.

Perhaps Zion was right, she could free herself of the Cinn Ion taint here and now, or at least begin the long road of freeing herself of the mistakes of her past. After all, she had done her share of the wrong thing, there was no denying that, and no single act could make up for it, but if Zion was being honest with her, than she could begin her journey with this. She then looked back down at the datapad as she picked it up from her lap and held it, still fighting with herself as to what she should do
=Zacaiah Traevis=
You have no reason to believe that I won't activate the charge in this gauntlet and kill us all, right here and now. All your conviction... All your hopes of ending this war between the Cinn Ion and Cinndao... Leveled into nothingness with one word... But yet, despite the fact I have hunted and killed half-breeds nearly my whole life, you of all people, would be willing to give me a chance to do this of my own free will? Why? Would you really trust me not to try kill you again, even if I sent this message, as you have asked? And what happens if I do help you? I will be inviting death upon myself. You might be able to survive alone, but we aren't all like you! I know what evil's lurk within the Cinn Ion, and frankly, I don't want to face them by myself...
She realised the moment she said it, that she had revealed too much about herself, but yet she had kept going, already figuring it was too late to turn back. She wondered now if she really was so unwilling to die, since it was a far quicker death to die now, surrounded by people, than to suffer the torment that would follow, by herself, if she were deemed a failure by the Cinn Ion. She felt afraid, a feeling she had not felt for herself in some time, since she had fought so hard to make only her targets feel it. Perhaps she had not forgotten about fear after all, but instead had been using her targets to express her own fear, but now, she was facing a predator that was better than her. She could feel the tears starting to form as she waited for his answer

Amber met Tiggy's gaze as the Farghul woman placed a hand on her shoulder, making her smile a little as Tiggy tried her best to comfort her
She could sense that Tiggy's resolve had been changed, undoubtedly a side effect of her time spent in that machine with the Imprint of Zion's conciousness. She couldn't help but wonder if some of Zion had rubbed off on Tiggy when The Imprint had transferred certain memories to her, no so much a concious thing, but a somewhat welcome side effect, since memories helped shape your personality
Although Tiggy's speech started off quite reassuring, Amber quickly started feeling embarrassed as she blushed a little, before diverting her gaze as Tiggy playfully winked at her
Well, even if some of Zion had rubbed off on the Farghul, it appeared Tiggy had still retained her own personality, which was good, even if she felt a little embarrassed. She wondered if some of, or one of, Zion's memories of her contained something she had done that had revealed how she felt about him. But if that was so, did Zion already know how she felt and was just ignoring her because he didn't feel the same way, or was he really that oblivious if it was something obvious that she had done
She shook her head, trying to compose herself as she forced a smile, as she tried her best to feign ignorance about what Tiggy meant
=Amber Caird=
I have no idea what you mean Tiggy? My family has loyally served Zion's family for many years... That's all it is, honest... As a Morviael, there is certain expectations someone he loves must meet, one of which is not being a servant...