Purgatory: Get Used To It (PM for Invite)

[Doyle]

Lucinda sat in her office inside the Purgatory Prison. A message had just arrived on her datapad. A slight curl of her lips hinting at a smile came across her face as she read it. There were going to be new arrivals. New arrivals meant more credits. That was always welcomed.

She cleared her throat as she opened up her commlink and directed it's channel to her head guard ironically named Freeman. ~Send some of your best to the landing pad.
We've got guests.~

~Understood, Warden~

She closed the channel and then set to work. There were cells to organize and inmates to notify. What better way to greet the new guests by holding an execution? There was much to prepare.

[member="Jessica Bowers"] [member="HK-51"] [member="Causstik Rahn"]

Spoiler

Sorry for the short start. I just don't want to get too ahead of myself in a single post

 

[Causstik Rahn]

Causstik sat in the prison transport with a wolfish grin that bellied his current situation. This was not the first time he had been imprisoned. The last people who had sought to contain the Trandoshan found out better, but sadly to late, by the time they realized this, Causstik had started a riot. He lit a fire in the building and trapped the whole lot of them in the Asylum, roasting them alive. But, that was an asylum, filled with mad men and crazed psychos, people easy to manipulate. Perhaps a real prison would prove more difficult. The judges had recognized their mistake in sending the Schizophrenic pyro-maniac to a mental institution and instead opted to have him sent to a real prison. Maximum security.

Causstik had been sentenced with war crimes that broke the laws in multiple sectors. Earning him the Death-mark in dozens of systems. Many judges cried for him to be shipped to Imperial space where they'd simply behead him, but since he had been caught in Republic space, the Chief Justice had the final say.

The Chief Justice's gavel came down with righteous authority. He had made his decision. The Republic was stern, but merciful. Causstik was to be imprisoned till death with no chance of parole. They thought of sending him to Belsavis, the prison planet, but it was well known and their had been multiple accounts of escape.

So, the judge had opted for a relatively less known and privately owned prison. It was secluded away in the redoubt cluster, which made it even harder to get too, but what's better, harder too escape from. Causstik sat in his chair, arms chained to legs, restricting his movement and a muzzle kept him from speaking. He was today's prized catch...

The Guards poked him with stun batons to see if he would flinch, he did not flinch. They hit him with clubs, but still he did not say or do anything. It was maddening to the brutish guards and caused them to only wail on him harder. Finally after they had tired themselves out, Causstik allowed himself another smile. His scales, enhanced by the Sith alchemy acted as a natural armor. He hadn't felt a thing.

Whilst they were catching their breaths Causstik snuck a peek out the window. The prison looked foreboding and dangerous... Should be fun!

[member="Lucinda Larr"] | [member="Jessica Bowers"] | [member="HK-51"]

 

[HK-51]

HK-51 had been sent to this prison about a week earlier, and had got to know the place a bit by now. It really was a great prison, nothing like those on Blesavis, the planet he woke on after his 3000 year sleep there. This one was better, and actually good at holding it's prisoners. At least for the time being.

When he arrived there, the check had been long and thourogh. Since he was a droid, they practically had to rip open parts of his body, since a metal detector obviuslly wouldn't work. But they had managed, after a very long time, to find all his hidden weapons. They almost had to rip of his lower arms, given the granade launcher, railgun and vibroknives that were attached and hidden there. But luckily, they found a way to take the weapons off. So HK still had his arms.

At the time being, there hadn't come many prisoners. Though there were some there, who HK loved to annoy With his speaking. It was a real pleasure to hear them veil for him to stop With his statements, mockeries and other ways for him to speak. To say the least, he wasn't popular around there, but no one was stupid enough to attack an HK droid, in a prison no less. But he had quickly got tired of those already in prison, and he was now hoping for someone New to annoy.

[member="Causstik Rahn"] | [member="Lucinda Larr"] | [member="Jessica Bowers"]

 

[Jessica Bowers]

Outside the cockpit of the GX1 shuttle, the white, glowing stars made dead straight lines in front of them as the refitted shuttle went through hyperspace. Destination: Purgatory Prison in the Redoubt cluster. Far out in the outer rim and with only a few safe routes to get in and out of. A more convenient place to house the galaxys most vile and dangerous scums were hard to find.

Kicked back in the communications station, with a boot on the edge of the panel in front of her, Jessica took the moment closing her eyes for a bit, resting the head in her palm. The humming sound of the hyperspace jump and faint roar of the engines were easy to make you slumber. A few days ago, she had been assigned to supervise the prisoner transport from Coruscant and as unusual as it was, she didn't have Mathis with her. The department deemed it unnecessarily to send more than one officer on a pure coordinating assignment, just to make sure everything went smooth. She were in fact the only cop onboard, the rest of the crew were corrections officers, less armed but many enough to handle the mission.

She were snatched awake by some loud noises from the back of the shuttle and took a moment to gather herself from the slumber. It didn't sound alarming but enough that she had to check it out. She exchanged a quick look with the pilots before turning and walking out of the cockpit and proceeded down the right hallway. Passing the crews quarters to a door marked ''Detention Cells'' in basic. Before putting in the keycard she listened once more so she didn't run straight into something, it sounded like the guards voices but they were more like shouts of pleasure and laughter. She put in the keycard and the door opened sideways with a swishing sound. There were three doors on each side of the hallway and one of them were open. By habit, she placed a hand on the holstered OS-104 blaster as she approached the open cell with steady yet curious steps. She were met with what she had thought, guards taking their chance at the prisoner. She leant against the doorway and didn't say anything at first, her blue eyes studied the scaly passenger not moving an inch by the guards constant cane. He would see her before the guards with their backs to her noticed her, her gaze wouldn't budge though.

''It's enough!'' she spoke up. The guards stopped suddenly and turned back to her, putting their stun batons back in their belts accompanied with rather unsatisfied grunts. Jessica looked at them sternly and when they left they made sure to not bump into her, because she didn't step out of the doorway for them. She didn't take sides with this scum. She didn't approve of his earlier actions. She had a job to do had an oath to honor, something she stood up to. Something that could not be said about every law enforcement officer back on Coruscant.

A few more seconds, which felt like minutes went by as she stood there, looking at him with a gathered and thoughtful sight.

''We're approaching Purgatory. You'll be in other hands soon.'' she said shortly as the voice of the pilot came through the intercom announcing the same thing.

The steel grey shuttle marked with Coruscant Department of Corrections on both of its sides, jumped out of hyperspeed and made a turn for the small planet. Jessica noticed the planet through the small window in the cell. Causstik did the same. End of the line.

[member="Causstik Rahn"] [member="Lucinda Larr"]

 

[Doyle]

By the time that she shuttle housing [member="Jessica Bowers"] and [member="Causstik Rahn"] had cleared all the checkpoints on their way to Purgatory, Lucinda, the guards and a bunch of inmates including [member="HK-51"] were assembled outside on the landing platform. The inmates were standing right at the edge overlooking the pit, each one of them cuffed and chained. Due to the radiation levels, their window of safety to be outdoors was short. However it was all timed perfectly.

Lucinda stood wearing a suit, the lines straight and pressed in an almost military fashion. She wore heels that clanked on the durasteel floors, a sound which every inmate would recognize. Her stoic demeanor demanded respect. She was as tough as nails without even lifting a finger. This prison was hers alone and the inmates' lives were in her hands. All of them.

And now there was a new arrival to be shown the ropes, to learn about what their life has become. Her eyes darted to HK ever so briefly. He had been known to have quite the smart mouth. Perhaps it was because he was a droid that he seemed to treat this prison as though it was a vacation spot. That would end soon enough. "Not a word out of you, droid. There will be silence until you are in your cells." She narrowed her eyes at each of the inmates. "That goes for all of you."

Freeman stood flanked on her right, a vibrostaff in his hand. His uniform was also pressed and clean, unlike the drabby garbs that the inmates wore. He knew what was to happen today. And oh boy did he look forward to it.

 

[Luke Kratos]

There was an armed shuttle arriving from one of the Republics main prisons. Inside, where six guards. Each had their blasters set to kill, all pointed into the chest of one singular being. This being was tightly wrapped in a straightjacket, tied up with chains, and completely guarded. His movements, if there were any, were responded with a prod of the blasters or a slap from a stun baton. The face of the individual was completely covered in a Zeyd cloth bag, as the guards were trying to dilute his senses. The prisoner was known as Taru Dasu'r. The Demon.

He had been captured escaping from a different prison. Most people would ask how, while those who knew would shudder in fear. Rumor had it that he had single-handedly managed to kill almost every single guard in his sector. He could have escaped too, but he did not. He instead decided to try to get everyone else out of the prison also, which caused the entire system to be under military control until the mass prison break had passed. This ended up in the capture of Taru Dasu'r. From there, He was sent to Purgatory, for this prison was different. Unescapable.

The shuttle ended up arriving unexpected, and halfway through the new arrivals little "show". Out walked the guards, each surrounding Taru at a different angle, blasters pointed at him, in a circular fashion. The pilot himself had to get out and act as the courier, as the guards were preoccupied. All for one prisoner... Taru Dasu'r. The orders were simple. Put this man into the highest security area possible, and to have an armed guard on him at all times. This the pilot/courier said as he ran up to the Warden, [member="Lucinda Larr"] , showing her the credentials and file.

[member="Lucinda Larr"]

 

[Causstik Rahn]

Causstik watched as the woman stopped his tormentors. He regarded her with a blank stare then tilted his head curiously. The voices told him all about her. Where she slept. Where she was born. How she tasted. Causstik listened to them intently and when they were done he gave a barking chuckle through his muzzle, as if at a joke that no one save himself could here. The guards eyed him uneasily then left. The woman remained and Causstik stared at her through his one good eye, studying her reactions.

He wanted to know his prey before he skinned her alive. He decided her flesh would make a nice cape and he would hang it in his wardrobe aboard his vessel once he escaped. Causstik's attention was diverted as he heard the craft's landing gear extruding. The shuttle descended and the craft landed with a dull thump. Causstik was marched through the confines of the small vessel along with a few other prisoners. The boarding ramp came down in a billow of steam as the hydraulics released their pressure.

Causstik shouldered himself out of the guards grasp and marched his way forward. He stood at the front of the ramp alone, save for the maniac in the straight jacket. Causstik eyed the gaggle of prisoners and guards before him. He would see them all burn. He immediately decided all save his own kind were unworthy and would roast them alive in the rapture of his flames. His gaze spied eight of his own kind standing in the line. He would establish his dominance over them and then use them to help him escape.

His gaze shifted from them towards a woman and who he assumed to be her lackey. She seemed so puny... No meat on her bones... Causstik would throw her to the masses of this place for her to be torn apart limb from limb.

[member="Taru Dasu'r"] | [member="Lucinda Larr"] | [member="Jessica Bowers"] | [member="HK-51"]

 

[Adenn Kyramud]

Purgatory Prison; supposedly one of the best prisons at keeping their prisoners from escaping. When Adenn had heard that, he had been intrigued. After all, it wasn't everyday that a prison received such a reputation. Then Adenn learned that a certain prisoner had gone there. One that Adenn had been wishing to have a little "chat" with for some time. So, with that in mind Adenn had decided to pay a little visit to the prison.

When his ship, the Aegis Eternum, had arrived above the planet, it coincided with the arrival of a shuttle headed to the prison as well. Cocking his head, Adenn pondered on who would be inside that shuttle. Deciding that he'd find out once he was in the prison, Adenn let it be and prepared himself. He made sure his armor would be radiation proof before heading to the hanger bay. Once there, he was met by his XO, Gunner. He'd be accompanying him down to the prisoner. They clasped hands before boarding the shuttle.

It didn't take much time before they were headed down to the planet. They sent out any necessary landing clearances before being allowed to pass. Doing so, the shuttle made its way towards the nearest landing pad. Said landing pad was next to/near the pad with the prisoners lined up outside. Leaving the shuttle with Gunner at his side, Adenn looked to his side and saw the spectacle. To him, it seemed as if some show was about to happen. Once Adenn and Gunner were off the shuttle, it took off again leaving in a blast of dust and dirt. The lift off blew Adenns shoulder cape to the side, and the thrusters highlighted him in red before the glow vanished.

Turning with Gunner to the other landing pad, Adenn slowly made his way over. He looked at all of them, wanting to see if the man he was looking for was there; he wasn't. Shrugging to himself, Adenn looked at the others, specifically the HK droid and the large Trando. They could prove to be dangerous, the rest, Adenn was positive that Gunner and he could easily deal with them should things go south. Shrugging to himself once more, Adenn stood off to the side near some security guards and what could've been the warden. Making sure to look like he wasn't associated with them, which he wasn't, he crossed his arms across his chest before partially raising a hand in greeting to the warden. Then he turned towards the prisoners and observed them and what they'd do.

[member="Causstik Rahn"] [member="Taru Dasu'r"] [member="Lucinda Larr"] [member="Jessica Bowers"] @HK-51

 

[Jessica Bowers]

Seconds went by as the two, him sitting in his restraining chair and she standing leaning against the doorway, studied eachother in an eerie silence. He thought about something and she knew it wasn't pretty thoughts, that was for sure after reading his file before they left Coruscant. He wanted to tear her apart with no remorse or borders what so ever. He was a lost being and one sick son of a gun. One could think he was infested with some sort of obscure sith powers. The one eye from him tried to pierce her mere soul. Were she afraid of him? Maybe. As with all criminals it were crucial not to under estimate them and have respect for their strenghts. She knew better than to flash fear, that would only serve to give them an edge in an argument or fight. She let out a small sigh before she left the room to get ready for the landing.

With decisive steps, she made her way to a security locker in the crew quarters. The doors opened after she typed in a code and the locker revealed her E-11D blaster rifle amongst other things available if hell would break loose aboard the ship. She grabbed the rifle and made quick checks to it if it were in order, checking the power cell and sights before hanging it around her neck. Checking the mode switch and it were set for stun, she changed it to lethal...

The ship sat down on the designated landing pad where warden Larr and her little welcome commitee would await them and Jessica could hand over the custody of this freak. The guards had fetched him from his cell and approached the ramp that was about to open. Jessica walked down first and approached who appeared to be warden Larr, very finely dressed for a planet and enviroment like this. The guards waited on her sign before they walked him down, grabbing a steadier hold of him as he got loose from the first one.

''Sergeant Bowers, Coruscant Police. Here to deliver prisoner Causstik Rahn, by orders from the Supreme Court of Coruscant. You must be warden Larr, am I right?'' she said and hoped for a smooth hand-over. She dug up a datacard from one of the pouches in her utility vest and handed it to Larr.

''His file, ma'am. It's... not pretty reading...'' she continued and threw a glance over the guards and apparently other prisoners out to greet the newcomer, a slightly odd routine if it was one. A mandalorian stood out from the rest, a bounty hunter maybe? Here to also deliver a prisoner? Or to take over one after a fullfilled sentence? She let her gaze of him and aimed her attention back to Larr.

[member="Lucinda Larr"] [member="Causstik Rahn"] [member="Adenn Kyramud"] [member="HK-51"] [member="Taru Dasu'r"]

 

[HK-51]

The summoning to the landing platform had been unexpected, but welcome. It hadn't happened before, so it must mean something big. Since it was at the landing platform, it was a great chance that someone new were to arrive. HK chuckled at the thought. Someone else to annoy. The 'old' inamtes had begun to be boring to annoy, with everyone wallowing or groan instead of sending empty threats which made the guards take action.

When [member="Lucinda Larr"] ordered him, and everyone else apparantly, to remain quiet, it was hard not to say anything or chuckle. But he barely managed it. Having caught the attention of the leader of the prison was not something most prisoners would consider a good thing. But HK was not just any prisoner, so he thought of it as a good thing.

First arrived the ship which seemed was awaited. Out first came a woman, who HK had a hard time believing to be any form of police or other crime fighter. Firstly, she was a human meatbag. Secondly, the criminals that were programmed into HK would eat her alive. Well, those who did eat. But then again, the warden of this prison was also a puny meatbag. After her came a big trandoshan surrounded by guards. "Now that can look like a real criminal," thought HK as he stepped out. He had encountered a few trandoshans himself, and they could just barely fit under the term 'meatbag'. This could get interesting.

After the first ship came a second, which seemed unanounced to anyone. Out of that ship came also a prisoner surrounded by guards. This one was a meatbag. He seemed less threatening than the first prisoner, but he was at Purgatory for a reason. But he would be annoyed the same way as everyone else, unless he could prove to be bether.

[member="Jessica Bowers"] | [member="Adenn Kyramud"] | [member="Causstik Rahn"] | [member="Taru Dasu'r"]

 

[Doyle]

Another arrival. Unscheduled visits were not appreciated or well liked. Lucinda prefered order and strict schedules. However the ship that carried [member="Taru Dasu'r"] was of importance enough to be allowed through the checkpoints before even reaching Purgatory Prison. That was enough to hold off her temper for the time being. Lucinda took the datapad in hand and went over it, giving the newest inmate a fleeting glance, before she returned it.

"Hold him there for the time being." Her words were sharp and precise. This was her place of business and here she was to be obeyed. Or there were consequences.

Her attention turned to [member="Jessica Bowers"] as she arrived and introduced herself with [member="Causstik Rahn"] in tow. Her eyes narrowed slightly asshe looked over the file. Although she approved of Trandoshans to some degree, there were other parts of their culture and being that she despised. They weren't human. "No one is here due to being on their best behaviour.
Thank you, Sergeant Bowers. The Trandishan will pay his debt to society." One way or another.

Lucinda handed the datacard back and then looked to Freeman, giving him a curt nod before she turned her attention to all of those that were assembled. Without giving it away, she took clear notice of [member="Adenn Kyramud"] as he stood some distance away. She'll have to have a few words with him later.

Both Freeman and Lucinda began to walk the line of inmates that stood near the edge. The warden kept herself out of reach of them.
Her words were for them as well as the newcomers. I'm not going to give words of welcome to all of you. I am not your friend or your host. You are not guests here. You are paying off your debts, whether that is through time served or..." Freeman knew this cue well. He thrust his vibrostaff into one of the chained inmates and pushed him off the edge. A scream rang out from the throat of the inmate as he fell to his death in the pit. "...with your life.
Either way, I get paid all the same. There are no escapes here, not in the entirety of it's history. Here you will eat when I tell you too, sleep when I tell you to and work when I tell you to. Is that understood?" She stopped and eyed all of them now, expecting some sort of an answer from them all. Except for [member="HK-51"] . She had ordered him not to speak.

 

[Kay-Larr]

Another ship began making it's way into the Redoubt Cluster. Fully automated, the necessary paperwork and permissions was swiftly sent to the required destinations for processing. This one was carrying a high priority prisoner. Kay Arenais, the disgraced former Queen of Commenor was sentenced for the crime of murder. It was known that she had friends in all different places, so Purgatory was the perfect place for her to carry out her sentence with minimal interference.

Kay sat still as she ship awaited clearance just outside of the cluster. It needed the right co-ordinates to get through and reach the prison. Her head was slightly lowered, the void stone in her collar prevented her from reaching out to her husband [member="Veiere Arenais"] and to anyone that she knew would be worried. No doubt they had seen her broadcast. No doubt they had come to realize what she had done. Her past finally caught up with her. And now she was paying the price. Maybe they would have lost all faith in her and find this all the appropriate punishment. If that was the case, then she would accept that. She had to. What else was there for her to do?

By the Force she needed some tea....


[member="The Amalgam"] [member="Yasha Cadera"] [member="Zeke Tune"] [member="HK-51"] [member="Jessica Bowers"] [member="Adenn Kyramud"] [member="Causstik Rahn"] [member="Taru Dasu'r"] [member="Ambrose Cadera"]

 

[Ambrose Cadera]

A two second delay on the feed was all the warning Ambrose received, before he locked eyes with Yasha and fled the room. The feed played in his HUD as he ran for the nearest stealth ship, and got aboard.

Beskar’gam was left behind. Where he was going, there was no need for such luxuries. All the loyal gurlanin needed was the look in Yasha’s eyes.

‘Go find my aunt. Bring her home.’

More than the hope that somehow Kay could be freed, Ambrose went to Purgatory Prison to infiltrate and protect the former Commenori Queen. Once with his stealth ship at the facility, Ambrose shifted form and waited.

He waited for Kay. He waited for an order. He waited for the moment he could slip in and if all else failed, serve Kay’s prison sentence beside her, a companion and bodyguard. A reminder that at her lowest, the niece from which she held much left unsaid, loved her enough to give her most precious protector to Kay’s aide.

She was not to be alone. Ambrose would weather even this for one whom Yasha loved.
[member="Kay Arenais"]

 

[Jessica Bowers]

Apparently, it was a time for lots of drop-offs to the already infamous prison far from the civilised worlds. Upon arrival, Warden Larr instantly made sure that that picture and the rumors about her establishment were confirmed. More shuttles arrived and left as they delivered the psychotic trandoshan. Jessica turned her head as the prisoner was forced off the edge to his death. Brutal. She kept a gathered face, though. It would have been considered a wrongful act back on Coruscant. Out here; It was considered common practice and nothing she could do about it. If the warden would have it this way, it were the way it went.

Still in special made stun shackles and muzzle securing his trout, Causstik were led past her and the warden by three correction guards. She stood fast at the same place and and turned her gaze at him when they passed. That freak didn't knew what was awaiting him but a faint feeling inside told her that he would flourish here, manipulating other convicts and also the staff. The record of no escapes from Purgatory was to little comfort, some would always be the first.

''Right! Then my mission here is to an end, warden Larr?'' she asked briefly to see if she could return to the ship and head back to Coruscant.

[member="Lucinda Larr"] [member="Causstik Rahn"]

 

[Causstik Rahn]

Causstik stared out over the procession through his one good eye. He watched as the woman spoke, but he did not listen. He was busy communing with the voices. They whispered beautiful tellings and his head bobbed along in agreement. Already the wheels were turning, the cogs grinding in the fleshy grey matter of his brain. Thinking, thinking, thinking. What about? That was for only Causstik to know.

He giggled beneath his muzzle as the man was pushed off the edge. Causstik would undoubtedly fit in in this place. Already he was imagining his new home, a home under his thumb. Bodies hanging from the edge of the facility with ropes dangling them over the large pit below. Bloated by radiation and fed upon by carrion. Maggots coursing through their flesh and coagulated blood thickening in their veins.

Cells of manics serving under his new banner. Of course none of them were worthy. He would burn them all out and his warband would replace them, but even so they might serve some purpose. Yes this place would make a nice new base of operations. All he had to do was take it. He eyed the warden now his head turned sideways so that his one good eye could take in the length of her.

His new adversary, but weren't they all his enemy? Oh yes... No, they were food. Delicious morsels that he would roast on a spit. He'd chew up their bones and spit out the splinters. Feast on the flesh, boil the cartilage, and suck out the marrow. Causstik growled hungrily at the thought...

[member="Jessica Bowers"] | [member="Kay Arenais"] | [member="Ambrose Cadera"] | [member="Lucinda Larr"] | [member="HK-51"] | [member="Adenn Kyramud"] | [member="Taru Dasu'r"]

 

[Luke Kratos]

He watched silently as the prisoners were lined up at the edge of the pit. Then, one was pushed off. Taru did not even blink. He was focused on something else, and while everyone watched the tiny and very unimportant spectacle, he was inching his way to the right. Making sure that it did not seem as though he were moving, he shifted his feet slightly to the right, and then leaned to the right with his body slightly. Then he brought his feet and body back into a standing position, but with Taru standing closer to one of his guards then he should have been. With a leap which could only be classified as what a flying snake would look like, he hit the guard which he had crept closest to. The others opened fire, but Taru was already moving, hobbling with both of his legs tied down. But even so, since his position was very close to the edge of the pit, he pushed the stunned guard into it, and then tried to get another to follow him. However, he was surrounded almost immediately. The guards then proceeded to beat him down to the ground and completely incapacitate him, at least for the time being.

This time, he was shackled with chains, a straightjacket, hog-tied, and held upside down by two of the guards as the third kept his blaster right in Taru's face. Taru wasn't fazed about this, but it would do. His little spectacle was over, and the pit had gotten another victim. As did the Demon...

[member="Lucinda Larr"]
[member="Causstik Rahn"]
[member="Jessica Bowers"]
[member="Adenn Kyramud"]
[member="HK-51"]
[member="Kay Arenais"]
[member="Ambrose Cadera"]

 

[Luke Kratos]

Double post

 

[HK-51]

HK was surprised by the act that had transpirred. It was unusual for meatbags to express such cold-blooded actions without any remors. This warden was a mysterious person, but at least she was effective. He refused to answer her question, in the hopes that no onewould, and that it would make her angry. But he doubted it. Still, this act had made him like this place more.

Then the attention went back to the newly arrived trandoshan. He stood still, nothing betraying what he was thinking. Not that HK cared. Whatever it was, it wouldn't help either. This prison had been made to be inpennetrable and impossible to flee from. HK hadn't tried to do it yet, so he only had the reputation to trust. The idea of escaping had occured to him, but he had dismissed it. Life in this prison hadn't been bad yet, and it was a free place to live. But still, if a chance to escape found place, he would take it.

The people in the prison had been dreadfully boring up until this point, and would likely continue to be. The newly arrived would probably not be very amusing either. The problem was that HK knew none of them. It would be fun if an enemy of his would arrive, someone he could threaten properly. But most of HK's enemies were the so called "good guys". It was a small chance any of them would be sent to this place.

[member="Taru Dasu'r"] | [member="Causstik Rahn"] | [member="Jessica Bowers"] | [member="Ambrose Cadera"] | [member="Kay Arenais"] | [member="Lucinda Larr"] | [member="Adenn Kyramud"]

 

[Adenn Kyramud]

Adenn chuckled to himself at the actions of [member="Lucinda Larr"] and her guard. It was a display of power if he ever saw one, a display that Adenn didn't care about. He listened to what the warden had to say, but it concerned him little. He was no prisoner here, so he could very well eat whenever he felt like it. Adenn didn't feel like responded to her question, so he didn't. Merely standing there in silence observing everyone. It was around then that [member="Taru Dasu'r"] made his move, throwing a guard off and into the pit. Upon seeing that, Adenn observed the man more closely, even as he was being tied up into a straitjacket.

That would be someone to watch out for, and perhaps could prove useful in the future. Turning his head to Gunner, Adenn nodded his head, signalling for him to take some pictures of all the prisoners present. Perhaps there were bounties on some of them, orders from elsewhere or just information. Any of it could prove useful to them, so it was all noted. The HK(@HK-51) droid was by far the most interesting, at least in Adenns eyes. Sure, [member="Causstik Rahn"] was some crazy Trando, but there were plenty of those around. Though his case, it was unique to say the least, and meant that the trandoshan was dangerous.

Adenn continued to observe the entire group. This would be very interesting indeed for him.

@HK-51 [member="Taru Dasu'r"] [member="Causstik Rahn"] [member="Jessica Bowers"] [member="Ambrose Cadera"] [member="Kay Arenais"] [member="Lucinda Larr"]

 

[Doyle]

Sometimes the best response was no response at all. It was better than housing a bunch of chatterboxes. Regardless, her point was well made.

Lucinda looked to [member="Jessica Bowers"] and gave her a curt nod. At least this woman appears to understand rank and authority. "It is.
My men will take it from here. You are dismissed."

Movement at the corner of her eye caught her attention as [member="Taru Dasu'r"] made his move. Her eyes narrowed, but other than that she revealed nothing.

That was one less person on the payroll.

Once her guards took control and subdued the man, she snapped her fingers, signalling to her guards to get everyone back inside. There was a limited time that they could be exposed to the radiation and that time was nearing. Lucinda turned to Freeman. "Back inside. New arrivals can be processed and taken to their new dwellings. If they give you any trouble, you know what to do." Without another word she went inside the building to her office.

One by one the guards brought each prisoner back inside, prodding them with their vibrostaffs if they needed to. Freeman studied [member="Causstik Rahn"] and Taru ever so closely as they were both pushed and carried in along with the others. [member="HK-51"] was given similar treatment. If it wasn't for the restraining bolt on him, he'd be more closely guarded. Right now his unwanted commentary was the worst that he had displayed.

Before going inside of the building himself, Freeman looked to [member="Adenn Kyramud"] . The bounty hunter would surely prove useful. With new arrivals there tended to be some bold enough to attempt an escape. Having a bounty hunter nearby tended to bring an added insurance that none would succeed.

Lucinda entered her office to find a message waiting for her. A high priority one at that. She read the details pertaining to yet another impending arrival, and her blood went cold. [member="Kay Arenais"] was not an unfamiliar person. But one that she had hated for decades; and for good reason. To have her brought here to Purgatory was a wonderful gift indeed. But who had sent it? It didn't really matter.

She replied to the message, giving the ship that transported Kay both permission and the right co-ordinates to get to Puragory safely. Then she prepared herself some tea.

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Each of the new arrivals were brought into individual rooms. Each of them were stripped and given cold showers with powerful hoses. Then without even letting them dry off, they were clothed in simple yellow jumpsuits and carted off to their own individual cells. Taru's straight jacket was replaced of course. Neither were put in the general population just yet. For the first day, new arrivals were always alone. Afterwards, it all depended on their behaviour.

[member="Ambrose Cadera"]