[h2][center]~|Interstellar Space, near the Y’Toub System|~[/center][/h2]

[h3][center]~|Day 3, 7[sup]th[/sup] Hour|~

[u]Zora Nox[/u][/center][/h3]

Zora groaned as she gave the first signs of her waking from the drug induced slumber. The first thing she noticed was her neck was stiff and fixed in place by a thin, strong strap that tightly fastened about it to keep it in place. She felt lucky to be barely breathing currently as she tried to clear the haze in her vision. When she impulsively tried to lift her hand to assist, it caught and stopped in its tracks causing her to growl in frustration. On farther investigation she began to piece together her situation. Worst of all, her robes had been replaced with a simple shirt and trousers seen on Republic civilians. 

That’s when the fear began to impale her common sense. Her heart stopped for a moment and seize in panic, unable to flutter in her chest as she was suffocated by it. She snapped her eyes open as she took in her surroundings. The first person she found within visual was of course the reptilian bitch that had lied to her. 

When the Jedi master open her muzzle, Zora merely glared in outright hatred. She didn’t bother to interrupt as the Jedi lay down details she could likely have figured out later. The twi’lek’s gut dropped when the reptile leaned in closer with seemed to be a predatory display causing Zora to still on instinct. Her eyes narrowed on the teeth as the Jedi’s words echoed through her head while she inhaled, reminding herself that Jedi were weak pacifistic individuals. It was why they were nearly wiped out now. With that thought in her mind, she pushed down her fear and snarled to increase her courage. 

“If I remember right, you also said you would let me walk away,” she tugged at the restrains to prove her point, her wrists still held firm, “This doesn’t look much like letting me walk away. It seems all Jedi aren’t as [i]noble[/i] they like to pretend to be.” 

For a moment the thought strike her as funny, causing her to chuckle and then settle down into a smile, “So what now?” 

Despite her strong hope that the Jedi was more pacifist than the predator appearance might suggest, Zora wasn’t fully sure. So to be safe, she didn’t provoke any more than necessary until she could figure a way out of her binds.