Private THe Aftermath

[Hetton Vemec]

War never changes, only the tools change, Hatton thought to himself, as he was being sorted as a pow, on one the Diarchy ships. He did not know it's name, or their intent, which made him nervous. Though the fact they took him onboard alive, rather than just blasting him, he took some comfort in. That said, he may end up getting torchered for information, and then kill him, so he knew this was not over yet. His thoughts dewled on his family, what will come of them. The Diarchy had won, surely the new king Damian dooku son of the abdicated king Lucien Dooku would flee, then again, he may stay and try and do his duty to the people. Then thought came may be he was a hostage, to be bargained for, to make the King more amenable to the demands of The Diarchy.

As he waited an officer, approached him, looked him up and down and said "Ensign, take him to the brig, and get him some food." His voice was official, he wonder if he would be this courteous after the battle, then again this was not over yet. Two guards not speaking dressed uniforms, the uniforms were slightly worn, then thought, these soldiers possibly just fought them. So he complied silently, and moved to the turbo lift. Soon he was at the brig, and he stepped in side, he looked around it had the basic amenities, better than he expected. Seeing as little over an hour ago, he was a drift in escape pod. As the force field lifted, another guard came up to him, this one uniform was fresh, and asked in a more casual voice, "Your Name Ensign" He looked at him, he a scar on left cheek. This looked like an old wound possibly from a glancing blow from a blaster shot. He replied "I am Ensign Vemec, of Serenno" He named this was his homeworld, to hope distance himself from the sith. The man typed it down on a pad, and sent a message to someone., and then left to go to an office.

Hatton then went for a wash, and drink water, and sat down on his bed, and waited to see what would happen next.

Ra'a'mah

 

[Ra'a'mah]

Ra'a'mah hadn't been called upon to deal with prisoners of war for a long time. Not since she had been one herself. One of the many iterations of the Galactic Empire had captured her along with a couple of close friends. After several weeks in prison, she and one of them were released. Entirely free to go and nothing to stop her or her friend. The person who had secured her freedom had been a man from Sorenno. Adron Malvern, a man who had been a friend, ally, and even a trainer, had remained with that Empire for many years and eventually joined another government. Over the years, they had lost contact, but more than once, Adron had come to her rescue.

Now it was her turn to save somebody from Sorenno. To offer him a position within the Diarchy and a new future for himself. As the one he had in front of him currently looked rather bleak. In an attempt to make this an official offer, she invited another friend of hers along. He wasn't a simple friend, however, but one of the leaders of the Diarchy. If Hetton had done any research, then she was positive he would know who Rellik was.

Ra was just a faceless member to most people, and that was how she liked it. She was the kind of person to run things from the shadows. Let others take credit for her plans. Action was not her strength. Sometimes, she needed to show herself and come out of the shadows. This was one of those moments. Besides, seeing a face that might be friendly and one that was nobility might help expedite getting this man to join their side.

They arrived together and walked into the prisoner area. With a motion to the cell where he was being held, they would then commandeer the office the trooper had been using to conduct the interview. It was not going to be an interrogation.

Diarch Rellik Hetton Vemec