Kenrath
Well-Known Member
Vengeance sat meditating in the center of the room. Keeping himself centered in what he would do next. Naboo now in his rear view he was headed towards the Outer Rim. Where he would be uninterrupted for more than enough time to enjoy his latest acquisition. Vengeance had taken on Apprentices before but he had yet to take a prisoner.
After an hour he slowly stood making his way to the Cargo hold that had been retrofitted into a makeshift prison/interrogation room. Rather than a full force cage he used cuffs mounted to the way spread far enough apart to keep the prison from being able to move much less gather strength to try and break them. They were designed especially to hold Force User Jedi and Sith alike. Vengeance was after all an Exile....a Rogue Sith. Friend to none and enemy to all.
As he approached the young [member="Gabriella Rhayne"] he called out taunting her. She still wore the same thing she had lost consciousness in.
"Do you hear their screams little Princess?" "Do you hear their screams little Princess?"
He said it over and over as he came into view. He wore simple slacks with no shirt. To his left was a small table that held various blades and blunt objects. To his right and slightly behind him was a man wearing what looked like parts of a military uniform but any recognizable military or government insignia or emblems were missing.
After an hour he slowly stood making his way to the Cargo hold that had been retrofitted into a makeshift prison/interrogation room. Rather than a full force cage he used cuffs mounted to the way spread far enough apart to keep the prison from being able to move much less gather strength to try and break them. They were designed especially to hold Force User Jedi and Sith alike. Vengeance was after all an Exile....a Rogue Sith. Friend to none and enemy to all.
As he approached the young [member="Gabriella Rhayne"] he called out taunting her. She still wore the same thing she had lost consciousness in.
"Do you hear their screams little Princess?" "Do you hear their screams little Princess?"
He said it over and over as he came into view. He wore simple slacks with no shirt. To his left was a small table that held various blades and blunt objects. To his right and slightly behind him was a man wearing what looked like parts of a military uniform but any recognizable military or government insignia or emblems were missing.