@[member="Saega 001"]
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I pressed 'play' on the recording, then stepped away to the recesses of the interrogation room. A pair of Interrogator's had brought 'Saega' to the Citadel, blindfolded, in a Force-restricting collar and bindings before chaining her to a table and leaving her in my possession. The files had her listed as an 'assassin', and the Interrogator's had treated her as such, fearful beings that they were. I was merely intrigued. I summoned the Force and with a subtle twist, the collar, bindings, and chains snapped apart, falling to the ultrachrome floor.
The hologram recording flared to life, casting a pale cyan glow across the walls.
A mysterious dark haired woman appears, and proceeds to speak.
"It is simple, you are a Force-user. A weapon. Weapons must be either controlled, or eliminated. That is the choice you have. Either become an Inquisitor and swear complete loyalty to Atrisia and the Inquisition, or die." Her gaze narrowed upon you. "This is no game. The choice is simple, if you wish to live, you will be one of us. I want you to understand this, Inquisitors, do not retire. They do not get reassigned. This will be your life till the day you die. Failures are harshly punished. Incur my wrath and I will end you myself. Is that clear?"
She waited again, but only just. "Good. Say good bye to your family, for you will never see them again. Speak of the Inquisition, to anyone, one word uttered and your life is forfeit. Our lives and the lives of our brethren depend on such. Something I will not repeat. Cross that line and your life is mine."
The recording ended, and the hologram faded away. The overhead lights flickered on, brightening the once dark room. I stepped away from the corner of the room to stand before 'Saega'. She was in interesting specimen, to say the least.
"I am Inquisitor Cronos, and I will assist you in acclimating to the Inquisition. Do you have any questions, before we begin?"