[center]~|Day 1, 17:50 GST|~
~| Aboard the Kaggath, Main Prison Complex |~[/center]

His body was numb when he woke, his body flared in resistance at his attempt to stir it and his voice seemed lost to the cracked dryness. Already many of the other Jedi, knights to padawans, were either awake or stirring from the drugged induced slumber. A headache was already budding in his skull back. Though he wasn’t sure if it was because of the hard pounding by the Sith he took or the drug laced through his immune system, a dull and hopefully harmless side effect compared to other possibilities that could’ve happened. 

Gingerly his body started to sit up, his fingers reached behind his head and touched the small lump on the back side. It hurt causing him to hiss in pain. He recoiled his fingers immediately, the hurt ceased, when his eyes started to focus once more. He looked about to see numerous some familiar faces and some strangers all around him. Slowly he started to pull his feet underneath him, rising upward to stand in a wobbly fashion. Twice he nearly fell as he jerked his hand out, trying not to winch at the pain in his side. It hurt so bad. He knew something was cracked, possibly broken, when he inhaled deeply then releasing it. 

Feeling his legs grow steady, he spotted the first familiar face nearby: Shiri. 

It seemed they were trapped within some sort of prison with little way out. At seeing the Twi’lek edging near the door and stare at it, he came to a stop right next to her. He leaned into her ear and gently whispered, forgetting to warn her about his presence. “I might be able to figure out how to open them, but I don’t think it’s wise to do it when there’s cameras watching.” 

When she turned to look at him, he gestured with his head at the hidden and protected camera all around their cells.