[center][h2] Ava Cadera [/h2][/center]

"Yes. Thank you, [i]Ba'buir Temari[/i]." I walk towards them, eyeing Cosen like a predator. "I never get tired of this view. Seeing you in cuffs... the Taung had a word for that: [i]Tor[/i]. You know what that means?"

[center][h2] Cosen Greshh [/h2][/center]

"I don't really care."

[center][h2] Ava Cadera [/h2][/center]

I resist the urge to sock her in the stomach. "It means you got what was coming to you! I'm here," I point to my shiny Mand'alor armor, "And you are there!" I point to her dirty robes and hand cuffs. "Justice, [i]ge'tal troan[/i]." I am, admittedly, enjoying myself a little too much. This wasn't how a Mand'alor acted, but I didn't really care. After everything between us, I figure I've earned this."

[center][h2] Cosen Greshh [/h2][/center]

I sneer. "Is there something you wanted, or am I just hear to listen to you gloat?"

[center][h2] Ava Cadera [/h2][/center]

I do not resist the urge this time. I bury my armored fist into her abdomen, and Cosen crumbles to her knees. "Actually, I did bring you here for a reason. I have some questions for you." I kneel down in front of her. "Firstly, when was the last time you were in contact with the Revolution?"

[center][h2] Cosen Greshh [/h2][/center]

I cough a few times into the deck. That punch knocked the wind out of me. "Wh... what? What does that have to do...?"

[center][h2] Ava Cadera [/h2][/center]

"Answer me!"

[center][h2] Cosen Greshh [/h2][/center]

"You're wasting your time! The Revolution doesn't even exist anymore! Not truly. It's just a bunch of mercenaries now. My father hired them as enforcers... and then Sucal offered them more and they jumped sides."

[center][h2] Ava Cadera [/h2][/center]

"So, they weren't always a bunch of mercs? Tell me to truth!"

[center][h2] Cosen Greshh [/h2][/center]

"N...no! The Revolution existed long before my father came along. They started off as a collection of disgruntled workers, impoverish citizens from the lower levels. People the Senate and the Chancellor ignored. They weren't militant or anything, just a bunch of protesters. It was my father who armed them. He wanted to use the Republic's own citizens against them."

[center][h2] Ava Cadera [/h2][/center]

"So he brought in the mercenaries to teach them to fight. Had the commoners steal weapons and supplies from Republic warehouses and supply shipments." I glance up at Temari. "And from Mandalorian camps."