Star Wars : The New Sith Crisis

Interrogation

By Jarlath and Tien

Jarlath Cadman walked down the central hall of the
freighter. He was going to interview the captive, the
strange elfin girl Sith. They were trying the gentle
approach first, and he was the only one able to talk
kindly to this being. He walked in and saw her, still
half visible, chained and hanging, but awake.
Mwynin came to slowly, her head pounded and every
joint in her body ached. Where in the Galaxy am I?
Mwynin blinked, trying to focus. Every thing looked
slurred, like a painting sloshed with water. At that
moment the door slid open and a Jedi stood there. Oh
no, not again...
"Hello, young one, I'm Jarlath, what is your name?" He
asked in a gentle voice.
"That's for me to know." Her tone was saucy and her
violet eyes snapped. "Now if you'd kindly un-hang me,
perhaps I'll tell you.
So this is the saucy attitude that Kyp mentioned
Jarlath thought. Well, she'll take some patience. I
hope, for her sake, that she isn't too troublesome.
"Come now, no need to be like that." Jarlath's voice
was still calm and soft. "Just start with your name."
"I said, un-hang me first." Her voice wasn’t as rude
as it had been a moment before. She spoke now as if
she were only stating a fact. "This isn’t a
comfortable position to talk in, in case you’re
wondering." She slowly became fully visible. "Well…?"
She'd cooperate if only she knew what Kyp and Saaran
will do to her if she doesn't Jarlath was now feeling
some sympathy for her
"I'm sorry, my young friend, I cannot do that right
now. Perhaps, though, we can work something out, if
you would be so kind as to tell us your name and
several other questions. Trust, me you don't want to
know what comes next. Just answer one question at a
time. Cooperation by you means more comfort."
"Hmph, really." She raised an eyebrow "Why should I trust you? You’re a Jedi."  It was simply a question. Not angry, just a question.
"That is why you should trust me. I am a jedi and jedi never break their word. It's not something too difficult to answer, young one, just your name."
"But I don't trust jedi…" She looked significantly at her chained hands "This doesn't exactly give me confidence toward your kind…" She closed her eyes, and was silent for a moment. "No. I've never trusted Jedi." The girl faded from sight completely. "I don't want to talk to you."
Jarlath was not startled when the girl dissappeared. He knew about her invisibility powers. He just went on speaking to her. "Don't mind those, you will lose them if you cooperate. What is it about you, your name isn't too personal you know." He let some irritaion cross his face.
"Hmmm.... Well, my name is Mwynin. I suppose you ought to know that, It's rather hard to complain about how annoying some one is if they are nameless I've always thought. But I don't trust Jedi. Now you know my name, either unhang me or leave. I told you I don't want to talk to you."
"Mwynin, a rather interesting name. Are you from the outer rim than? It certainly isn't from the core, and your not human so it isn't colonies."
"I don't want to talk to you, will you go away?... Please."
"Come now, young one, no need to be sullen. If I leave, you won't like the ones who follow. One more chance. Where are you from? You don't look like anything I've ever seen.
"Because you probably HAVN'T seen any of my type before.... I'm from the middle of nowhere where you've never been before."
"What system then, what planet?" Jarlath pressed the issue. He needed more information to solve this puzzle, and a place to check on to see if this strange being really was a Sith.
"I won't tell you." a pause "I wont tell anybody. Now
go away."
"Alright, Mwynin, but I am warning you, if I leave,
you will dislike everything that happens once I walk
out of the room. Are you sure you want me to go? or
will you answer my question?" Jarlath said, making one
last attempt to get Mwynin to talk nicely. If she
refused, well, Saaran and Kyp had some plans.....
Yes go. Threaten all you like, I won't tell. Not you, not anyone, no matter what."
"Alright, I pity you, young one," Jarlath spoke one last time before exiting the room. Mentally, he called to Kyp. Her names is Mwynin, and that is all she has told. Go ahead, you and Saaran can begin forcefully extracting the information. He felt Kyp's affirmation and Saaran's dark anticipation. He passed them both, going to a nearby area where he could lend his force-presence to the operation.
Mwynin sighed as he left. GOOD! At that moment some one tried to read her mind and she shoved it back. NOSEY JEDI!!!
Kyp felt the young girl push his initial probe away. He tried again, harder, still probing her defenses. Jarlath's presence was near him and Saaran wore an evil smile as she awaited his command to join in the mental came of cat-and-mouse.
Blast these Jedi for a pack of snoops! And I thought I was courious!! Ugh! Mwynin shoved up the "shield" as Ryys called these, and sat to wait it out... I hate this...
The resistance was hardening, Kyp could feel, as he plied his mental strength against it. This must be some Sith, if she can keep me out of her mind for this long he thought. He called to Saaran and Jarlath to add some of their strength to the effort. The three of them combined their power to press against the mental barriers that seperated them from the information they so needed