(Open to all Jedi/FWA/NR/Not Sith)
Xeno was fighting on Felucia one moment and asleep the next. Waking up from his long slumber he found himself strapped into a chair. He only knew the chair was for interrogations. Whether or not he attachments on the chair were going to be in use during the "questioning" was not necessarily what he had been worried about. No, he had looked around the room and noticed something wrong. Something missing.... his hand. The left hand of the Zabrak had gone missing, oh no, he remembers. He remembers that during the fight, he had lost the hand to a very recognizable Jedi. Isen Ramm.
It had been what seemed to be hours alone in the room with only his thoughts. He was annoyed that he had been stuck in the chair alone. The only thoughts that continued to play in his head were his failures. Losing his fight to the three Jedi that had come to attack him. Isen Ramm, Sevrin Valtiere, and that treacherous Dathomirian woman. He had been looking for her name, but he could not figure it out. She had a familiar voice from his childhood. She had familiar look, but he couldn't remember her at all. To avoid thinking on it too hard he would began to call out to the ones who have him imprisoned.
"HEY!! At least have the decency to be in the room when I am in this chair."
It took a few moments for any sort of response, though all Xeno could see and hear would be the doors in front of him open.
Xeno was fighting on Felucia one moment and asleep the next. Waking up from his long slumber he found himself strapped into a chair. He only knew the chair was for interrogations. Whether or not he attachments on the chair were going to be in use during the "questioning" was not necessarily what he had been worried about. No, he had looked around the room and noticed something wrong. Something missing.... his hand. The left hand of the Zabrak had gone missing, oh no, he remembers. He remembers that during the fight, he had lost the hand to a very recognizable Jedi. Isen Ramm.
It had been what seemed to be hours alone in the room with only his thoughts. He was annoyed that he had been stuck in the chair alone. The only thoughts that continued to play in his head were his failures. Losing his fight to the three Jedi that had come to attack him. Isen Ramm, Sevrin Valtiere, and that treacherous Dathomirian woman. He had been looking for her name, but he could not figure it out. She had a familiar voice from his childhood. She had familiar look, but he couldn't remember her at all. To avoid thinking on it too hard he would began to call out to the ones who have him imprisoned.
"HEY!! At least have the decency to be in the room when I am in this chair."
It took a few moments for any sort of response, though all Xeno could see and hear would be the doors in front of him open.