Apart from the patrolling prison guards with random interval, making it difficult to suspect when the next patrol would pass, no much happened. Without the knowledge of time, meant that minutes felt like hours and hours felt like days almost. The prison guards just ignored them, though not for lack of trying from many of the other prisoners in many of the other cells.
Half an hour went by, or was it an hour? It was difficult to know. However, an Imperial officer passed first Ki'an's cell, looking the shellless Mandalorian over in his new home and then tapped away on a datapad. Then he went to Cas' cell, gave the Caged Jedi Knight a look over as well, before writing down something on the datapad, before continuing to the next cell.
A sudden voice filled Cas and Ki'an's cells from a small ceiling-speaker.
"Welcome. As the newest addition to our fine hotel, I like to involve you in our little daily tradition. You see, I like to get to know my guest on a more personal level than the often superficial one you get when meeting in person. So. Every day around noon, right after our fine cooks have made you dinner, I will send a truly shocking experience through your bodies for a few minutes" explained the voice from the speaker.
What came next was Ki'an and Cas feeling their entire bodies cry out in an excruciatingly high amount of pain. While Cas might be in an existential crisis for not being able to feel the Force flow through him, but the sheer volume of prisoners screaming in pain from getting the same voltage sent through their pain almost merged with Cas' and Ki'an's screams.
The pain disappeared almost a fast as it arrived, with the voice speaking up again.
"I thank you for your corporation and participation in our wonderful little tradition. See you after dinner" greeted the announcer goodbye, leaving the prisoners to themselves the rest of the day... or was it night?
Moaning and crying filled the prison from other inmates, having been in their cells much longer and clearly at their breaking point... or maybe they had already been broken.
When dinner finally arrived, it came in the shape of two prison guards, one armed with a shock baton and another with a long staff with a metal
neck snatcher at the end of it for optimal control of the prisoner. Standing in front of Ki'an's cell, the energy shield was powered down and the two guards came at the Mandalorian fast and hard, both being absolutely massive in size for guards, in case they had to overpower a prisoner.
If Ki'an did nothing, he would feel the collar like metal snap around his throat and neck and then get pushed up against the wall, held there while the third guard placed Ki'an's minimal amount of soup in a bowl. Once the two guards holding Ki'an felt it was secure enough to leave, they let him free of the neck snatcher and powered up the force field again. However, if Ki'an felt like acting brave, he would get introduced to the prison's correction program and electrocuted by a stun baton until he gave in.
Once the three guards stood in front of Cas' cell, the Jedi Knight would have gotten the chance to see in the cell, opposite from him, what waited for him. Just like with Ki'an, Cas would feel the neck snatcher get snapped around his neck and violently forced up against the metal wall and held there by the two guards who just waited for the kid to try and act tough.
As with Ki'an, once they felt it was safe to leave, they unsnapped the metal collar from Cas and left the cell and then powered up the force field again. After half an hour, the speaker came to life again.
"Ahh, dinner, such an important part of a healthy diet," said the voice, as if they had a pleasant conversation. What followed was the excruciating pain of electricity voltage getting sent through every prisoner's body for a good few seconds, causing a few to throw back up their dinner or pass out.
Breakfast wasn't much better, though no shock was delivered to the cells, though the same rough handling of every prisoner when breakfast was served did happen.
Spending a night in their cells and morning, a couple of prisoners was carried out after have died from injuries, while others were just taken out and didn't return again, leaving empty cells.
Around noon, or what would have been noon, if Cas and Ki'an knew what the time was at the moment, they both were visited by two guards, four combined. One carried handcuffs while the other one the same staff with a neck snatcher at the end. Against their will again, both men were put on handcuffs and lead out of their cells by a metal collar with a long handle, giving the guards distance and control over Cas and Ki'an.
When they left their cells, they could finally get a better view of the area. The prison consisted of two long corridors, meeting in the middle, reaching from end to end sixty or so feet from end to end. There were also as many empty cells as there were occupied ones.
Ki'an and Cas were being led out of the prison and through fairly standard Star Destroyer hallways until they arrived at a large blast door, to which they were led inside. Once inside, Ki'an and Cas were in a very
large room with Death Troopers standing in rows unmoving in the opposite corner and two other individuals standing in the middle of the large room.
The first one was of a
tall man, mid fifty in appearance and the other one was
Lilliana in chains, held from moving by two other Death Troopers. Cas would be able to instantly recognize the appearance of Insatious without his mask. The moment Lilliana saw her husband she started to struggle again, violently, screaming for Ki'an.
"let me go you monster!" Cried out the female Mandalorian with all her might, yet it was of no use due to the two Death Troopers holding her locked in place.
A wide smile spread on Insatious' lips.
"Ah, welcome my friends. Howe I've looked forward to finally meeting you, Ki'an Vizsla" expressed the Sith Lord quite joyfully as he crossed the distance to stand in front of Ki'an, towering over the Mandalorian.
"Don't listen to a WORD he's going to tell you, it's all lies and deceit!" Warned Lilliana, again trying to break free of her jailer's iron grip on her.
Looking Ki'an over a bit more,
"though, I am a bit disappointed" he added before looking to Cas.
"Ah, Cassalius Tynen, how's your father?" Asked Insatious with an innocently smile, though his eyes showed his sadistic side, knowing full well how the question would affect the Jedi Knight.
Ki'an Vizsla
Cadere