Laira Darkhold
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Draco looked through the reports, the data his ship and his people had gathered from the raid. Not a lot. Hardly anything to go on.
One hyperspace jump in and out of system without communicating with anyone. Minor atmospheric distortions that could have been a drop. Could have been nothing.
Security footage of a few things, but a lot of the security holocameras had been wiped or distorted during the attack. There was very little to go on, but the fact that her cell had been distorted specifically indicated someone on the inside, and that she was blatantly the target of the rescue attempt.
"I think its time to pay her a visit. And figure out who the heck she is." The warlord stood up and made his way from the control center of the prison, the barren walls looming over him. Dim light filled every hallway, casting shadows, giving the arctic prison an eerie appearance. It was a fortress, complete with some internal defenses, ysalamiri fields spread throughout the complex. A pair of black armored warriors followed him as they walked through the winding corridors.
Without the Force, Draco couldn't feel the other prisoners, he was hampered. Without the Force, he was not whole, he lacked a valuable weapon and power source he had trained hard to refine. Without it, he was still a warrior, still capable, but not complete. It felt odd not having that connection, and with its loss, so too did his connection and bonds to Faith and his children leave him.
He stopped before a plain cell, devoid of all decoration, darkened to intimidate its occupant. Having been in solitary since the attack, but now that the pieces had been put together and Draco cared enough to look into it, he was ready to see who she was and why she was important to anyone. He pulled his buy'ce off and clicked a few buttons on the access panel, letting his musings dissipate for now. The outer door opened, leaving a ray shielded, red translucent barrier between him and the prisoner, a younger human woman that had caused the Clans a few problems in the time she had been held in the prison.
"Caused quite a ruckus didn't you?"
[member="Calina Ovmar"] [member="Ordo"] [member="Velok the Younger"] [member="Davon Karr"]
One hyperspace jump in and out of system without communicating with anyone. Minor atmospheric distortions that could have been a drop. Could have been nothing.
Security footage of a few things, but a lot of the security holocameras had been wiped or distorted during the attack. There was very little to go on, but the fact that her cell had been distorted specifically indicated someone on the inside, and that she was blatantly the target of the rescue attempt.
"I think its time to pay her a visit. And figure out who the heck she is." The warlord stood up and made his way from the control center of the prison, the barren walls looming over him. Dim light filled every hallway, casting shadows, giving the arctic prison an eerie appearance. It was a fortress, complete with some internal defenses, ysalamiri fields spread throughout the complex. A pair of black armored warriors followed him as they walked through the winding corridors.
Without the Force, Draco couldn't feel the other prisoners, he was hampered. Without the Force, he was not whole, he lacked a valuable weapon and power source he had trained hard to refine. Without it, he was still a warrior, still capable, but not complete. It felt odd not having that connection, and with its loss, so too did his connection and bonds to Faith and his children leave him.
He stopped before a plain cell, devoid of all decoration, darkened to intimidate its occupant. Having been in solitary since the attack, but now that the pieces had been put together and Draco cared enough to look into it, he was ready to see who she was and why she was important to anyone. He pulled his buy'ce off and clicked a few buttons on the access panel, letting his musings dissipate for now. The outer door opened, leaving a ray shielded, red translucent barrier between him and the prisoner, a younger human woman that had caused the Clans a few problems in the time she had been held in the prison.
"Caused quite a ruckus didn't you?"
[member="Calina Ovmar"] [member="Ordo"] [member="Velok the Younger"] [member="Davon Karr"]