Base 97, a Republic outpost on Garqi's surface of little importance - save that it houses a captured Jedi, who is being prepared for execution. Hundreds of Clones anxiously patrol the grounds, awaiting the command to destroy their charge. A drop ship is just touching down - a routine, scheduled munitions delivery - and it's about to tear them a new one.
Inside, the cells where surprisingly quiet. A very small amount of jedi where there, but most seemed almost too contempt with their current situation. Most stayed stationary for very long times, meditating, and thinking, while others gravely talked of what they are to do when this was all said and done. Of the many who seemed unscathed by the energy shields keeping them contained or the death that awaited, one was not so calm. Short grunts and angry swearing in his natural language came from a figure in a darker corner. His skin was tan, almost too tan. His face was covered by a strange ivory mask. He was struggling with the cuffs over his hands, growing more and more angry at them.
"Grrrr, these damn cuffs. When I get out, you're all gonna get it" He muttered to himself, staring at the clone guards. They only scuffed in return to his words.
"Listen, the only one who's 'gonna get it' is you"
Inside, the cells where surprisingly quiet. A very small amount of jedi where there, but most seemed almost too contempt with their current situation. Most stayed stationary for very long times, meditating, and thinking, while others gravely talked of what they are to do when this was all said and done. Of the many who seemed unscathed by the energy shields keeping them contained or the death that awaited, one was not so calm. Short grunts and angry swearing in his natural language came from a figure in a darker corner. His skin was tan, almost too tan. His face was covered by a strange ivory mask. He was struggling with the cuffs over his hands, growing more and more angry at them.
"Grrrr, these damn cuffs. When I get out, you're all gonna get it" He muttered to himself, staring at the clone guards. They only scuffed in return to his words.
"Listen, the only one who's 'gonna get it' is you"