02-10-2017, 09:16 PM
After being smacked around by a few more of the Stormtroopers, the machine-hybrid had been ‘given’ the opportunity to slip on his own senses-smothering sack. While he was certain the material itself was burlap, the bag had a little metal band at the base that acted to numb his sight and sound. It didn’t affect his ki sense, so he wasn’t quite sure if it achieved any purpose other than trying to cow or intimidate.
“A bit excessive,” Seventeen muttered as he was pushed into what had to be some sort of transport vehicle. Even the technologically augmented sack couldn’t prevent him from feeling the thrum of a few engines through the metal beneath his boots.
“It’s for our safety,” one of the troopers replied before a pair of gloved hands shoved against the cyborg’s chest and dropped him down into what had to be a seat of some kind. A beat later, a pair of cold bracers slipped over his wrists and thighs. “You should remain silent until we arrive at the depot. Any complaints will be used against you in a tribunal.”
I thought it was ‘court of law’? The raven-haired warrior smiled beneath the hood but offered no rebuttal. When they were confident that their prisoner wasn’t going to dig himself a deeper hole, the troopers ordered the vehicle into motion.
“You will be taken to an Imperial barracks on Tier 3. Once there, you will be assigned a commanding officer, who you will serve under for an indeterminate amount of time prior to your release. Failure to abide by this judgment will be an admission of guilt for the crime of treason against the Empire, which is punishable by summary execution without the possibility of appeal.”
Lovely.
“If you understand this, you will nod.”
The cybernetic warrior considered his options for a few moments. He knew that he could probably kill the trooper before he had a chance to retaliate or raise an alarm. Unfortunately, his sixth sense told him that he wasn’t alone with the soldier, and that there were at least two other armored men sitting on the other wall of the transport. Seventeen hadn’t been in Coruscant long enough to know how serious the place was about training its cannon fodder, and the back of an armored car didn’t seem like the place to start his inquiry.
“Do you understand?” The trooper barked.
Seventeen nodded his head before setting it against the hull of the vessel. With his eyes closed, he focused on his ki sense and tried to feel a better picture of the world outside the ship. Even a cursory focus revealed that there were plenty of people in Coruscant. The rate that they were moving by had the cyborg assuming they were using a highway.
For whatever reason, his senses didn’t have the range to see more than a few feet beyond the boundary of the street.
Guess I need more omnilium... Seventeen frowned underneath the burlap as he shifted a little in the plastic and metal seat. How much omnilium would it take for him to ‘restore’ himself? Time was weird in the Omniverse, and while he’d only had a few adventures in the Ashen Steppes, he knew that over a year had passed elsewhere.
They’ll be done with the Stallions by the time I get back…
As the transport passed through the skies of Coruscant, the cyborg tried to make a list in his head of what he should focus on regaining next. Orbing? That had to be his next priority, if only because it would have made situations like this 100% less complicated.
More boom-boom would also be nice… Or metal binding! Yes, the metal. Seventeen snickered underneath the sack as he played through a quick fantasy in his head where he used the transport’s hull to skewer its complement of armored soldiers.
“Descending.” The trooper’s voice was barely audible, but Seventeen felt a distinct shift in the vehicle’s momentum as it started to descend at nearly a ninety-degree angle.
It was nearly seven minutes before the transport started to move forward again, but this time, it was with the steady thump-thump of treads on pavement. Wherever they had gone, the aerial streets had given way to solid macadam.
The journey took only ten more minutes before the engines died down and Seventeen felt the clamps loosen around his thighs and wrists. Without pause, there was a gloved hand around his arm, and he was being yanked up to his feet and shoved toward the exit.
“A bit excessive,” Seventeen muttered as he was pushed into what had to be some sort of transport vehicle. Even the technologically augmented sack couldn’t prevent him from feeling the thrum of a few engines through the metal beneath his boots.
“It’s for our safety,” one of the troopers replied before a pair of gloved hands shoved against the cyborg’s chest and dropped him down into what had to be a seat of some kind. A beat later, a pair of cold bracers slipped over his wrists and thighs. “You should remain silent until we arrive at the depot. Any complaints will be used against you in a tribunal.”
I thought it was ‘court of law’? The raven-haired warrior smiled beneath the hood but offered no rebuttal. When they were confident that their prisoner wasn’t going to dig himself a deeper hole, the troopers ordered the vehicle into motion.
“You will be taken to an Imperial barracks on Tier 3. Once there, you will be assigned a commanding officer, who you will serve under for an indeterminate amount of time prior to your release. Failure to abide by this judgment will be an admission of guilt for the crime of treason against the Empire, which is punishable by summary execution without the possibility of appeal.”
Lovely.
“If you understand this, you will nod.”
The cybernetic warrior considered his options for a few moments. He knew that he could probably kill the trooper before he had a chance to retaliate or raise an alarm. Unfortunately, his sixth sense told him that he wasn’t alone with the soldier, and that there were at least two other armored men sitting on the other wall of the transport. Seventeen hadn’t been in Coruscant long enough to know how serious the place was about training its cannon fodder, and the back of an armored car didn’t seem like the place to start his inquiry.
“Do you understand?” The trooper barked.
Seventeen nodded his head before setting it against the hull of the vessel. With his eyes closed, he focused on his ki sense and tried to feel a better picture of the world outside the ship. Even a cursory focus revealed that there were plenty of people in Coruscant. The rate that they were moving by had the cyborg assuming they were using a highway.
For whatever reason, his senses didn’t have the range to see more than a few feet beyond the boundary of the street.
Guess I need more omnilium... Seventeen frowned underneath the burlap as he shifted a little in the plastic and metal seat. How much omnilium would it take for him to ‘restore’ himself? Time was weird in the Omniverse, and while he’d only had a few adventures in the Ashen Steppes, he knew that over a year had passed elsewhere.
They’ll be done with the Stallions by the time I get back…
As the transport passed through the skies of Coruscant, the cyborg tried to make a list in his head of what he should focus on regaining next. Orbing? That had to be his next priority, if only because it would have made situations like this 100% less complicated.
More boom-boom would also be nice… Or metal binding! Yes, the metal. Seventeen snickered underneath the sack as he played through a quick fantasy in his head where he used the transport’s hull to skewer its complement of armored soldiers.
“Descending.” The trooper’s voice was barely audible, but Seventeen felt a distinct shift in the vehicle’s momentum as it started to descend at nearly a ninety-degree angle.
It was nearly seven minutes before the transport started to move forward again, but this time, it was with the steady thump-thump of treads on pavement. Wherever they had gone, the aerial streets had given way to solid macadam.
The journey took only ten more minutes before the engines died down and Seventeen felt the clamps loosen around his thighs and wrists. Without pause, there was a gloved hand around his arm, and he was being yanked up to his feet and shoved toward the exit.
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