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[center][h3]~| Interrogation Room, 13[sup]th[/sup] hour |~[/h3][/center]

Another small inch from her original placement added the thought of safety. Granted that their attention on a different Jedi force a small feeling of fear arise. Two questions lingering in the still air. Should the Amaran risk everything to help someone who could betray her trust again? Or should dhe stay silent in order to save her own tail? Another step was successfully taken. Heart beating inside the young woman’s chest as if threatening to burst feel from its fleshy prison.

“You. Amaran. You’re going with me.” Those words caused the girl to freeze in place. [color=CD853F]” I see. It seems like I don’t have much of a choice huh?”[/color] She mumbled quietly as her eyes were placed one every single guard. :looks like the guy was saved for now. All that needed to be done was to humor the speaker. In a way Talon was rather curious to explore but in another shit was showing it’s true colors. Well the announcements did say that they were not to be harmed yet...right? Perhaps now was the best time to find out. After all, no pain means no gaon. Wasn’t that's what her former family kept attempting to teach their members?

[color=CD853F]” Sure. I’ve got nowhere else to go. Besides I’ve always wondered what you people do for a living.”[/color] She remarked as two guards shifted through. Talon just placed her paws upwards, as if to show them she wasn’t going to do anything rash. Granted it didn’t seem like any of them were trusting. Slowly the woman made her way towards their way. Speaking to the other two, giving the fox a few names to remember, before shifting the saber away from the girl. 

[i][color=CD853F]” That’s exactly what I wanted you to do. Alright Zanna seems to be a lover rank from these two. At least this is what it seems. A robotic eye huh? Shiny. Granted this will make things a bit more frustrating around her. Sith is a lizard. Something doesn’t seem right with this one but his scent would be easy to remember. That god for heightened sense of smell. This other one seems different from her master. Apprentice could mean she’s lower on the chain of command than the other two. Possible danger hazard. Now for the other Sith.”[/color][/i] Talon thought to herself as they walked. Leaving the cells just felt like a betrayal. Though they did need to know these people’s limitations. Best someone who is able to deal with pain a bit better than one who can’t.

[color=CD853F]” Where would I go? You’re the one with the guns. You’re the ones armed to the teeth… At least for now.”[/color] She mumbled in a sarcastic tone just as they entered the next destination. Being the first inside the fox was able to see what exactly laid before her. Tables ready to be used for awaiting victims, a different table for speaking to the prisoners, and one uncomfortable feeling creeping into her skeleton. The fur on the back of the Amaran’s stood at full attention. Her tail flicked makes rather strange patterns. When asked to take a seat the Jedi did with an uneasiness. Then the questions began. First her name. In all honesty the girl has picked the name herself, mainly because her real one was unknown. Wanting to test her boundaries she stayed quiet. The next one was about the man whom took over the former thief’s training. Again the woman stayed completely silent while her tail continued to move. If looked at closely each movement wasn’t as random as it appeared. In fact the limb was writing something. Something that was only visible underneath the fur. 

Her yellow eyes stared directly into the woman’s, as if attempting to search for something which was hidden underneath the years of bitterness. Hands brought up in front of her muzzle giving the usual semi soft features a much different look