Invasion of the SJO'S Prison

[Quway Shadowwalker]

Quway Shadowwalker, the Supreme Leader of an unpopulated star system in the middle of nowhere had ordered his men to rescue Four People from The SJO'S clutches. One by the name of Vee Toa, another by the name of She Zriknot, and their two lawyers. Shadowwalker had done business with both of them, and were good acquaintances for many years.

The near 8 foot tall, Supreme Leader ordered One-Hundred of his men to invade the SJO'S prison facility, and rescue the Four People that were serving jail sentences.

"Men, I ask that you do your job and Rescue these innocent men from the clutches of the SJO and bring them back to me safely!"

[member="Alyisa Mithel"] [member="Vee Toa"] [member="She Zriknot"]

 

[Akela Ru]

Padawan War Journal: THe longest day of the longest year, things have changed now I am not the jedi i should be. I cannot escape the bounds and dangers of naptime.... I don't want to miss snack time and Master Jyoti makes the droids monitor us now so we have to be asleep. When I am finaly taller then this five year old bodies stature I will kick her properly in the shin Wait.... when did we get a prison and what am I doing here? Oh my goddess.... they finally did it.. the rumors were true. [member="Valae Kitra"] really was a super secret sith lord intent on improsoning all of us until we accept her rules about naptime. Oh woe is me... attica attica I claim amnesty and that I am innocent.

 

[Chiz Ne Ordo]

Location: SJO Prison; Visitors Processing Center (whatever it would be called)​

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After hours of waiting in line Chiz Ne walked up to counter. The armored Jawa could hardly see over the counter. He even had to look up at the human guard behind the counter.

“Chiz Ne is here to see friend”, the little guy said through his cybernetic voice box.

“Name of the prisoner”, the tone of the guard sounded indifferent and board.

“Spice”, Chiz Ne said and his armored fingers began to tap on the counter as his energy was beginning to build again. “I know Spice s here and alone. Chiz Ne will comfort Spice”, Chiz Ne blitzed out of his mind thought the very substance he used to get high was a person and was locked up. That and he believed that person was locked up here of all the places in the galaxy.

The guard actually believed the Jaw was speaking about a person started to type up the person’s name on the data base. “There is no person by the name Spice. Does this person have a real last name”, the guard asked.

“Look I know Spice is here”, Chiz Ne hit his index finger straight down on the counter.

“Hay, look settle down”, the guard asked, “I’m trying to help you’re here. Now let’s start again. I’m sure we can find your friend.”

 

[WelshPsych]

Yuroic patrolled down the hallway of the prison. He spent his days doing odd jobs for the Order, still unsure where his place was in it. He could not see himself as a Jedi, not yet at least. However, he knew there were still jobs that needed to be fulfilled and he wanted to help wherever he could. He had forsaken his bow for the day, instead he had his only his interlocking lightsabers. His reasoning was, there was very little chance these prisoners were going to escape. He felt certain in the Order's defenses and the prison's sercuity to prevent breakouts and attempted escapes.

Whistling loudly as he wandered, his mind wandered on what he was going to eat that evening.

[member="Quway Shadowwalker"] | [member="Chiz Ne Ordo"] | [member="Akela Ru"]

 

[Iakchi]

Prison duty.

Of all the places a newly-achieved Jedi Knight could be assigned, Iakchi was assigned to prison duty.

He didn't even know that the Silver Jedi had a prison, let alone that he could be assigned to a guard position at it. The position was only temporary, but the Wookiee still found himself displeased. While many of his fellow Knights were off fighting in the various battles happening around Alliance space, here he was, watching over the dregs of society. Of course his previous master would have told him to be thankful and keep an open mind about his placement, and to learn humility and patience from it, two lessons that Iakchi struggled to achieve in the short time he'd been here.

What killed him the most though was the tight, enclosed hallways of the prison complex, something that he as a Wookiee could never stand, even as a child. He longed to be outdoors, in the fresh air, rather than clammed up indoors. Even something as simple as the sight of a tree would have been an improvement over the drab walls and uniform inmate jumpsuits.

He was not the only Knight posted here, however, something that became clear to him as time dragged on. There was another, [member="Yuroic Xeraic"] , and as he passed his fellow on a patrol, he gave the man a nod.

"Good to see I'm not the only Jedi posted to this place," he said in his native Shyriiwook, hoping that the man at least had a working knowledge of the language.

[member="Chiz Ne Ordo"] | [member="Akela Ru"] | [member="Quway Shadowwalker"]

 

[Akela Ru]

Padawan War Journal: Still have refused to join in naptime. I know the dangers of this course of action... no snack time. The horrors of this war wil be for realsies not for play play... wait someone is coming.... Two someones and one of them is more hairy then [member="Charlie"]'s legs. Oh my goddess it is a wookiee, we have a wookliee.... when did we get a wookiee... I should go and get a piggyback ride from this wookiee..... oh and there is someone in a hood... tall, dark and mysterious. Must be around to make all of the girls swoon.... whatever that means. Hmmm going to have to ask [member="Valae Kitra"] about that after me and [member="Kiriko"] finish our special project with her boots.

[member="Iakchi"] [member="Yuroic Xeraic"] [member="Chiz Ne Ordo"] [member="Quway Shadowwalker"]

 

[WelshPsych]

As Yuroic passed [member="Iakchi"] he offered a small smile. Shyriiwook was not the easiest of languages for a person to learn, many never learn to understand it but Yuroic had made the effort. There had been Wookiee refugees on Nar Shaddaa and several smugglers as well he had crossed paths with. Though he would never be fluent in the language, he found speaking the language helped but no one bar a Wookiee could speak Shyriiwook, he was as competent as one could be. "Aye, can't have one Jedi around, not safe with some of this ramble. Heard some of what they've done in the past." Yuroic studied the prison doors, part of thought be safer to just execute them than imprison them. Prevent escapees and those freed from reoffending or doing more harm to others.

Spotting the small frame of a youngling, Yuroic smirked, he remembered when he was that size the trouble he'd get into crawling the vents of Nar Shaddaa. Walking up to the young Togruta, he lowered himself to one knee. "And how did you get in here youngling? Trying to hide from Master Jyoti or Master Kitra?" He spoke in a gentle voice, it was tended to be friendly but with his rugged look, it was strange, an oxymoron. "Here, have this" he offered a small candy bar he purchased earlier that day, "best you not stick around here. Very bad people live here." Yuroic commented to her.

[member="Akela Ru"]

 

[Vee Toa(Hutt Rep)]

Vee Toa noticed the guards of Shadowwalker kill multiple SJO Guards. The Guards opened the cell of his. He thought there would be more people around. He also found it suspicious.

"Thanks!"

[member="Quway Shadowwalker"]

 

[She Zriknot]

The dozed-off Zriknot awoke from his sleep to see Armored Guards opening his cell.

"Hello, so if you're here to rescue us, where is your escape route?"

[member="Quway Shadowwalker"]

 

[Senua Sar]

Senua Sar sat on her knees in her cell which was rather empty except for a bed and a toilet. Her hands and ankles were bound as well as a mask upon her face which kept her from biting others. She spent most of her day on the floor meditating her life sentence away. Her cell door was rather reinforced as she only stayed in Meditation for a short period before she curled her toes up to jump up and start screaming rather violently bouncing around in her padded cell. This outburst merely lasted a few minutes before she would return to normal looking over to the figure sitting on her bed.

"What are you doing. I am not talking to you."

Imaginary figure: "You don't want to talk to me?"

"Go away!" She outburst and darted onto her bed only nothing to be there as she panted. She grunted with her cheek pressed against the padded wall hearing some commotion outside the cell. She would hop her way to the cell door in an attempt to peer out.

 

[Quway Shadowwalker]

The guards of Shadowwalker got the deed done, and Toa, Zriknot, and their two lawyers escaped without a trace.

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