[hr][hr][center][h3][u]Talija[/u][/h3]
[b]~| Day 2, 18:00 - 18:18 |~
~| Aboard the Kaggath, Prison Complex |~[/b][/center]
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After her conversation with Xid being ultimately cut short and out of her hands there were few things Talija felt she could do. 

Introducing herself to her fellow captives was an earnest idea, but there was a lot to consider from her perspective. Talija’s mind was [i]busy[/i] like a nest of stirred mynocks and she doubted she could’ve concentrated on even the most simple of conversation without confronting her mind’s unease. The bunk assigned to her by her Sith captors felt isolated enough from the rest of the ongoing of the Jedi “chambers” on the prison ship and would serve well for the purpose of what she wanted to do— meditate. She was hoping if not for answers gained from her peace of mind that she would make sense of the emotions that she believed were implanted in her for the use of manipulation; an obtuse thought, but the Sith’s were masters of it and she would not fall to such a thing. She did not intend to allow them to trick her.  

As she climbed up to her bunk and went into meditation form, she took a heavy calming breath.

[i]“Remember the force, Talija.”[/i] She thought as she closed her eyes. Talija’s mind began to recollect and recite the Jedi Code— considering the situation she was in it seemed as good of a start as ever and given that she had not [i]properly[/i] meditated since being captured and taken to such an accursed prison vessel it seemed as apt as any. The Sith had really tried to take her down since she arrived, as was their way, and she knew Xid was right when he mentioned about time not being a resource they could afford to lose. The Sith would only gain more malicious, cunning, and aggressive as the days would turn into weeks; and while Talija was no veteran of Sith torture she didn’t wish to become one. 

She knew she was one of the newer “recruits” to these torturous trials and had likely seen little of their true ability to tap into the darkest pools of the force to perversely twist it into their weapon. A weapon that had been used on not only Xid but many others, and no matter the willpower of the other captured Jedi there was little reason for her to believe that they could endure it forever. Xid definitely had the right idea of using their wit to try to decipher a way to fight the Sith and effectively escape— but how many successful escape attempts had she heard or read about from other Jedi who had been ensnared by the Sith? Nothing was impossible, but… how were they going to persevere when they got closer and closer to Sith-controlled space? A nervous quiver left her as she thought of that prospect. If they didn’t escape they would die, or worse: [i]turn[/i]. She refused to ever be brought to a fate worse than death.    

Because at least in death there was peace in the force; but she wasn’t quite ready to become one with the force. There was much purpose where she could eventually be utilized for [i]good[/i]. 

[indent][i][b]“Eventually? Why not now?”[/b][/i][/indent]
She took a deep breath as she continued to think and meditate as the words of the Sith she had met from before, Lady Lansha, echoed in her mind; but while the words were Lansha’s the voice [i]wasn’t[/i]— the voice was [i]Talija's[/i]. As if the darkness could sense her doubt and indecision. 

[indent][b][i]“You’re not strong enough. Even with injuries someone skilled with the Force would be able to find a way to defeat an enemy, especially one surrounded by its own enemies. You’re too weak to help them.”[/i][/b][/indent]
[i]More taunting.[/i] Was she this burdened to be this susceptible to the dark side of the force’s taunts? 

Talija tried to steady her emotions— her doubt, her indecision, her fear, her [i]anger[/i]. She knew the taunts were Lansha’s and the force was just drawing from Talija’s emotions of the incident where she called Talija, one of the better lightsaber combatants of her generation, [i]weak[/i] and [i]pitiful[/i]. She didn’t know her— 

Talija took another deep breath. She was buying into the darkness. [i]”Ignore it. Be at peace.”[/i]

[indent][b][i]“That is what they all say, then they do ‘break’. Your Jedi ways and thoughts have made you weak, if you were strong then you wouldn’t have let yourself be captured.”[/i][/b][/indent]
How long would this go on?