Read It Back

[Kylo Ren]

Before I post it I want an opinnion on this. Basically it is a set up for me and Neal's char Kopa(Iforgethowtospellitsorry!) to do some Empire stuff. Basically last I left Casey he was arrested.

This is just the moving from Nexus to Coruscant thing.

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Casey had plenty of time to think while he sat there waiting. He hadn't been in this world more then an hour, if that, and he was already falling back on old ways. Attack before thinking, at the slightest provocation, or if you think they were going to start something.

Great job bone head, what would April think about how you are acting?

Casey pushed the thought aside as there was movement from the gate. A few more of the white armoured troopers came through and were having a chat with the others that had beaten the crap out of him. He wasn't sure what they were talking about but he caught words such as 'Prime', “new', and something about “nexus, not Croissant.” At least he thought it was croissant. He had no idea what flaky pastries had to do with any of this though, but he was pretty sure he would find out.

The two new guys came and one of them dragged him to his feet while the other collected his stuff together. They started to push him toward the gate so it was now that Casey felt that it was best to speak up.

“Hey, where are we going?” His answer was a boot place firmly on his back to shove him through the gate rather roughly.

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The following is the post to introduce Casey to more about the Omniverse and some of the basic stuff. I figure the guy would try the whole join us sales pitch on Casey cause he is new and rather naive about everything. Also I am not sure on this one, can I just post it and say "Yep! He is doing the thing!" or do I need some sort of permission from someone in the Empire before I do this? Anyway... yeah. It took me two days to write this >.<

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Casey really didn't get to do much sight seeing as he was forced through the gate and into this strange new city. Where ever this was it sure as hell wasn't New York, too clean. Plus there were a lot of these trooper guys everywhere. The only time you saw a cop in NYC was when you passed a coffee shop, or where trying to do their job for them. The last one they kind of didn't like that much.

It was pretty but that was the only opinion he could form before he was shuffled off at a march into what he could only guess was some sort of car and then driven to god only knows where. They were probably moving for at least 15 minutes before the car set down again and he was forced out and into a building. He was brought into an elevator, guard on each side, and then shuffled out again a few minutes later and brought into a room.

The first thing Casey noticed about the room was that it was pretty plain. It seemed to have no windows and a only a table with two chairs in the centre. The chair that caught Casey's eye was the one that was welded to the floor apparently, and he only really noticed it because of the arm and leg restraints.

This was not going to be fun.

As expected this chair was meant for Casey. They sat him in it and secured the leg clamps before removing the cuffs and restraining his arms. Well one of them did while the other stood guard with a gun pointed straight at Casey.

Whoever these guys were, they were freaking smart.

After he was secured in his chair they just left, the door sliding closed behind them. Casey was still surprised by that, all these doors sliding without door handles, things floating and what not. It hadn't really sunk in on the ride over but now that he was sitting here with no place to go he started to notice just how weird everything here really was.

He quickly pushed all these thoughts aside as the door slid open again and a man wearing all black with blue and red squares on his chest walked in holding something Casey just assumed was for taking notes.

”Name?” Wow, this guy was really talkitive!

“Casey. Casey Jones.” The man worked the device he was holding and then looked up at Casey.

”Do you know why you are here Mister Jones?” At least the questions weren't tough ones.

“Because I was kidnapped from my family by some creepy grinning freakazoid and transported to a vast white nothingness where I was acting like an idiot and got my ass handed to me by two clowns in white and black costumes?”

The man in the uniform just stared at Casey for a bit then shook his head.

“Assaulting a civilian, Assaulting an Imperial trooper, resisting arrest, I could even throw on Disturbing the peace and various other chargers if I wanted to. We take these things very seriously on Coruscant.” Casey thought about this for a moment and then realized something.


“Wait, didn't this all happen in the white place and not here? Also that punk was a damn thief! He had it comin' anyway! He will think twice before robbing someone else!” The man in the black uniform actually laughed at this.

”Technicalities. The fact remains what you did was a direct attack against the people of the Empire, so therefor an attack on the Empire itself. Do you know what this means Mister Jones?” The look he was getting let Casey know he was supposed to answer at this point.

“What? The death penalty? A good talking to?” Apparently the guy didn't find Casey that funny because he pulled a pistol from his side and marched over and pressed it tight against Caseys' forehead.

”IF I kill you do you know what happens Jones? Nothing. Oh, you will die that is for sure but later on you will come back. You are lucky enough to be a Prime.” The man sighed and put the weapon back in his holster before he kept talking. ”Not everyone is that lucky.”

After taking a few steps back the man gave Casey a hard stare, one that made him a bit uncomfortable, before his interrogators features seemed to soften a bit.

”Can I trust you as a man of honour Mister Jones? If I release you from your bonds?” Casey gave the man a hard glare before nodding his head curtly. Starting a fight here and now was not going to get him anywhere. The man walked over and released the leg clamps and then the arm ones.

Casey rubbed his wrists then stood up and stretched, slowly as to not make any sudden movements.

“What now boss?” The man motioned for Casey to follow him over to a wall behind them and then touched something next to a large square in the wall that slid away to reveal a window.

”Look down there. What do you see?” Casey walked forward and peered out the window.

“Other then everything looking weird as shit, people. A lot of people.” Then man next to him nodded and then closed the window cover again.

”Most of those people do not have the ability to come back from the dead as you do, some of course but not all of them....” The man let his voice trail off for Casey to fill in the dots.

“So, when they die then they” Casey paused and then realized what this meant. “They stay dead.”

Casey always knew this was an option, hell back home if you died you stayed dead. Lots of people he loved had died! But here? Here it was a joke. They could die but he would keep coming back. He didn't like this, and now he liked this Omni freak even less. This was the cruelest joke of all.

”That's right Casey, they would die and that would be all.” Casey noticed the man was no longer calling him Jones, or Mister Jones. Here was the part where he asked him for something. ”As a Prime though, you could help them.Help protect them!”

So they wanted him to help, but how exactly?

“So what, I'd be a cop or something?” Casey thought about this for a bit. “I mean, I love busting in the skulls of scum bags.”

”Just think about it Casey, help us! We are powerful here and we might be able to help you even.” The man gave Casey a look that sort of reminded him of someone trying out a sales pitch. ”Maybe even help you get back to your family?”

Ouch, he really knew where to hit a man.

“What do you need me to do?” The man smiled at Casey and held up a hand that motioned for him to wait.

”Stay here,” he told Casey, “I will be back very shortly!”

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