Krajin
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Oathbreaker II Prison Transport - Hyperspace - Destination Classified
This is a no Kill/Capture Thread
The Oathbreaker II Prison Transport rocketed through hyperspace on its way to a new and wonderful destination. Its cargo a small collection of prisoners all regarded as high risk inmates for a new prison facility that couldn't house them on Chandrilla. The cargo were many high priority, high danger inmates that any normal prison wont take. It was also for those who needed to remain on the move and unknown, following random, specialised patterns through the hyperlanes around the core of the Republic and Galaxy. Its most newest arrival Nathin Jynthos had been placed into Solitary Confinement until a suitable cell for one of his type was arranged. He'd been stripped of everything, thoroughly searched and scanned for any trackers, devices, suicide pills and hidden weapons. Then placed into orange prison garb. A neural dampener had been issued as well, hooked to his head to help keep him from mustering the will to use the Force against anyone here.
The ship was manned by droids, sported internal autoguns, gas venting systems for riot control, as well as storage for some whom had been frozen in Carbonite. There were some technicians onboard as well as flesh guards but they were far between. A Droid and a Human Guard came for the prisoner in question whom had been held in Solitary and escorted them to one of the many secure interview rooms onboard. Inside, was Micah, sitting at the table. Across from him, was another chair and on the table, a pair of powerful magnets used to secure the cuffs attached to the wrists to the table. Nathin would be forcibly sat down at the other end of the table where his cuffs would separate and be stuck to the table, tying him in place.
The commander smiled at the Hapan male, his pale form a frightening stark contrast to the orange suit he was in. "Welcome to what might be your new home." He set a Datapad down on the table infront of him and pressed a button "Micah Aldamar, Beginning interrogation of Prisoner Nine-Seven-Nine-Omega. Please state your name, Rank and titles for the record." He looks to the pale man. His eyes showing a very neutral demeanour, but one that was definitely in power here.