[u]Zanna[/u]

Zanna looked up, setting Sosu aside, as Nyiss began speaking. It was more or less what she expected, being on a sith controlled planet on the outskirts of the Empire with the only thing approaching 'civilized' being the fortress controlled by one of the more reclusive and unknown Darth's in the Empire. Rules were flexible, and the only goal was to be the best at turning Jedi so you could receive not only holocrons but Darth Nyiss's own tutelage. Zanna smiled, moving Sosu to her bed, and began finishing the rest of what little she had brought. It was mostly jars and vials filled with emergency ingredients she might need. If her requests with Nyiss went well, she wouldn't. But there was no telling when it came to Sith, even less so Darths. One moment Nyiss might decide to give Zanna all she asked for and more, the next she might decide to take it all away and make Zanna go hunting for the supplies in the middle of the jungle. 

The young Red Sith shuddered lightly, picking up her datapad. She started making her way towards the prisoner cells, waving a squad of troopers over with her. She had to get to at least one of the prisoners before the likes of Sish got a hold of them. They were less coherent when they were stunned and traumatized.

Zanna raised an eyebrow at the fox as she opened the door, the squad behind her training their rifles on the prisoner. "If you were that eager to get out, you could have asked politely. Back away from the door, please. I'd hate to have to move you if you make these nice men shoot you with stun blasts." Her voice was pleasant and polite, a small smile on her face as she waited. As the jedi backed away, Zanna nodded. "Thank you." She walked into the room, glancing around at the few gathered prisoners as her squad moved in, rifles ready and blocking the exit.

"My name is Zanna. I'm looking for a volunteer. Only questions, nothing like.." Her face scrunched in distaste. "Torture." She glanced over at the fox, tsking at the Jedi as she tried to sneak closer to her guards. "Please stay in front of and away from the troopers. They have standing orders to stun you if you get too close."



[u]Nazca[/u]

Nazca sat up with a groan, feeling her spine pop from her skull to her tail bone. "Couldn't they have fucken, I don't know, moved us around while we were unconscious?" She her hand to her head, only to poke herself with her new stump. Nazca stared at it dumbly for a few moments, before sighing. "Right. Energy cell exploding. Lazy bitch didn't even bother properly getting it fixed." She hopped up, stumbling slightly, and stretched. "Righto. Lets see what kind of cell they threw me in." She waltzed through the open doors, whistling slightly to herself as she examined the common room. "This is actually kind a comfortable. Well lit and everything. I expected like dank pits, chains, and cold stone. Though, I suppose, that's a Hutt thing more than a Sith thing." 

Nazca finally noticed Xid, waving cheerfully with her stump. "Hello there Xid. I see they've set you up in this lovely little hotel too. I hear we'll have five star commodities, such as; Torture, monologues, beatings, terrible food, more torture, hateful neighbors, did I mention torture?" Her head turned to the door as she heard it open, eyebrows raising at both the sight of Talon, and the Sith and her troopers. She glanced at Xid, then Talon, the only other two apparently here and conscious.