[center][h2]Zar'kun Je'and[/h2][/center]

"You seem to misunderstand. I won't simply shatter your mind, I will tear the information I want from it while simultaneously turning your mind into mush. You will spend every single last day of the remainder of your life laying in a bed in an unending coma, in a dreamless sleep that won't even allow you to pretend you died a glorious death in combat like your brothers and sisters. There will be no remorse for it on my part, and there will be no one in this room who mourns you. So, will you tell us willingly or am I going to be leaving you a vegetable?"

[center][h2]Temari Ordo[/h2][/center]

There is no immediate response, however after a minute there is a loud bang followed by the sound of a string of Mandalorian curses. A moment later, Temari's image appears. "Ah, HJ Twilight. I have had a few discussions with Manda'lor, but she will not step away readily. Nor will she step down, if that is your next suggestion. I can try and convince her to rest, or we both could talk to her about it, but she would have to loose in single combat to be forced down."