[b][center]~| Day 2, 08:34 GST |~
~| Aboard the Kaggath, Prison Complex |~[/center][/b]

[i]Ocean, I am the ocean. I am the Force.[/i] He didn't really know how long it had been, he was sure Xid had even tried to wake him at one point. Though he wasn't really sleeping. He was one with the Force, he was everywhere and he was nowhere. Rooted to this spot solely due to his physical body, if the anchor wasn't there he was sure he would have lost himself in the vastness of the Universe. [i]Pain, anger, hatred.[/i] It was overwhelming aboard the Sith vessel, as he sensed the Sith themselves. Some angry at their failure to turn the Jedi so easily, fueled by their hatred for the Jedi order and the Republic and the pain they were causing both each other and his comrades.

His mind in this state ventured back to the last time he felt such pain, Manaan. The ocean, his calm began to cloud over. A storm brewing as the waves grew and grew. He was alone at this point, he knew that much at least in his room all by himself. The failure of it all, being his world to protect to just lose it. To lose it all, all of them but a handful. Cramped in a cold dark space for weeks before they were found by rescuers. It took the Republic [i]weeks[/i] to discover it lost Manaan. Then what did they care about? The Kolto. For how could you win a war without Kolto?

The waves grew and grew, encompassing everything. The clouds darkened till they blocked out almost all light. Though then a break in the clouds, just for a moment. Something had happened and he could faintly see Xid and one of the other prisoners, a female Twi'lek. Then something came, something bigger. He opened his eyes. "Xid, no."

He could already hear the commotion. He stood up and ran out of the room he was in, seeing the Sith gathering near the medical bay he swore. If he interfered, and they won it was causing more trouble for everyone else in the long run. However how could he not interfere? Then he noticed Xid was badly injured. He sighed, letting his anger go with the air. He looked at the back of the Trandoshan, and gave him a slight nudge with the Force nothing equivalent to using a massive amount of Force but likely enough to garner his attention due to there being a new player on the field. "That's enough Sith. Didn't anyone ever to tell you not to play with your food? How about you let the kids go and you come and have round two? Or you afraid you'll lose another eye?"

It was a stab in the dark, but the best he could hope to do was that the remark would hurt the Trandoshans pride just [i]enough[/i] to have him not kill all the other Jedi.