| Ancient_JM_Doya | Date: Wednesday, 01.20.2010, 11:12 PM | Message # 1 |
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| A holo shimmers, revealing a small figure in a dark robe. Pale faced, with glowing red eyes, he clearly doesn't look friendly, for obvious reasons. "Jedi scum, I have in my possession one of your younglings. She says her name is Marie, I'm guessing she's about five years old. Did you know she has a very low tolerance for pain?" The image shifts to show Marie, shackled to a wall in a force-draining cell. A droid with a probe attached rolls forward, and two electrodes on the probe give the girl a jolt. Then the image shifts back to the short figure, one the Jedi might recognize as someone they once tried to help. ''That is the lowest setting. Not very effective against anyone over a hundred pounds, but against her? Excruciating.'' He paces back and forth for a moment in silence, another scream from Marie being heard in the background. Then he faces the holo again, his face clear. The familial resemblence to Livia Shattai is unmistakable. "If you want her back, you will deliver Rome Falcen to me, at the large cave on the southern pole of Hoth. Hurry, or you'll get her back in pieces''
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| Shattai | Date: Friday, 01.22.2010, 9:25 AM | Message # 2 |
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| Rome's image fizzled into existance, "I am on my way. I am leaving now." and out fizzled his image.
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