*The doorway out of the room in which the now broken cage was in, was not closed for long. Soon after the commotion within, the guards had alerted their superiors and soon word had reach Irana, her experiment was awake! The guard opened the door warily and backed away rather swiftly, he had seen first hand what the creature the Wych had created had done. The Wych herself showed no fear and almost glided into the room, her feet and legs concealed from view by her outfit. She walked straight over to the destroyed cage and the flames. Her eyes jumped around Chloro's body, scanning her and making note of what state she was in. She was pleased.*

=Irana=


*Her voice rasped and cackled out the words as it always did but this time with a hint of excitement. She always got some joy out of an experiment of her's going well and this one certainly had. The door was still open and Irana was not stood between Chloro and freedom. In fact she had arranged a ship to take her back to the Cutlass whenever she wanted to, a plan was forming in her mind.*

*A military speeder pulled into the courtyard of the mighty Fortress after a long journey through the city and out past the outskirts. Waiting for them was Vlaana, the Executioner in charge of the prison. She stood, flanked by eight of her elite Jailers next to the main entrance. The speeder pulled up and the gates to the courtyard were closed, now any escape would be impossible. The walls were thirty feet high and laced with electrified mesh on the inside. There were guard towers in each corner and three of the walls overlooked the two hundred foot cliff face the fortress was built on. There was only one way out of this place, death.

The co-pilot of the speeder exited the vehicle and quickly opened the rear doors, flooding the inside of the speeder with a dingy light and a horrible smell. He then opened a small panel on the side of the speeder. This was the controls for the prisoner evacuation device. It was basically half of a garbage compacter, a pneumatic arm pushed the back wall of the speeder forward, ejecting the occupants into a pile on the floor. He then quickly closed the doors again and ran back inside the speeder. Both the pilot and co-pilot did not want to get stuck inside the fortress, they knew what would happen if they did.*

=Vlaana=


*Four of the Jailers activated their claw-pikes, two others picked up the body of Jerrico, still unconscious due to the stun shot. The Claw-pikes were long poles with a grasping claw at the end, with the diameter of the average being's neck. They were clamped around the necks of the Jedi so the jailers could lead them inside with a minimum of fuss. Once inside they were man-handled into a large turbolift which then ascended several floors into the keep of the fortress.

Things got rough again as they were moved from the turbolift into a small room around the corner. Inside the room was a full body scanner, being monitored from the next room over. One by one the Jedi were walked through the scanner as various beeps and whirring noises could be heard. In the next room they were searched and all items were removed from the prisoners, be they weapons or otherwise!

They were man-handled out again and quickly shoved into a single large cell with a small barred window in. The window looked out over the capital city at a height of two hundred and fifty feet above the ground. Their force cuffs were removed and Jerrico was dumped in the corner.*

=Vlaana=


*The cell door was then closed and locked, there was no window in it. This dark hole in the fortress is where they would stay until someone else deemed it otherwise.*

==Resi==
*after carefully feeling his way over to one of the walls and sitting down gingerly, resi turned to face the direction he thought the other jedi were. speaking quietly to avoid attracting any unwanted attention, resi addresses the other jedi.*

-resi
wow, these guards are rather more thorough than most. they even found my lightsaber. first thing first, this floor is cold. second, down anyone see any obvious observation gear in the cell? and what are the lighting conditions? finally, is the door clear or solid? also, we need a role-call of everyone's condition. at he moment i am fine, but i can't see so fighting or running will most likely be out of the question.

~ The journey to Minas Ithil was ... most unpleasant, to say the least. They had been detained, beaten, and humiliated. They had been treated as if they were the worst of criminals, spoken to in ways that no being should ever be addressed. They were in the process of being broken into submitting.

Thankfully, they were Jedi.

" I'm okay, Resi. Still got a headache that would make a gundark whimper, but I'm alright."

Jago Pulastra made his way over to Jerrico, slumping down weakly next to the stunned form. A check for a pulse, opening the man's eyelids to see responsiveness, and Jago gave a sigh of relief.

" Looks like Jerrico will be okay. Stunner did a number on him but he'll wake up soon."

He leaned his back against the wall, closing his eyes and rubbing his temples. His head was killing him, the throbbing making it difficult to focus on anything else but the pain. It was only through sheer force of will that he was able to stay coherent enough to carry a conversation, let alone move around.

His eyes finally began to take in the room around them. He had been far too preoccupied with what he had seen outside. Towers, guards, walls, cameras, turrets, the prison was a hellish nightmare for escape attempts. If they had been unrestricted, if they all had use of The Force, they could have been gone already. Fate, however, seemed to have other plans for them. As far as Jago's opinion went, Fate was a right schutta.

Jago patted himself down quickly, trying to see if there was any of his gear that might have escaped detection. No such luck, it seemed.

" Damn, they even snagged my multi-tool," he swore, hanging his head, " Could have at least proven useful in scouting this place out a bit."

Spying the window, he motioned towards one of the other group members with more strength than himself.

" See how high up we are, if there's any landmarks you can make out."

Next, he looked over at the door, sliding over to it and giving it a feel, a light knock, frowning at the information.

" Durasteel alloy of some kind, pretty tough material. Several centimeters thick. Doesn't look like there's a mechanical lock on it either, must be purely electronic, so that leaves picking the door open out ..."

The more he observed about their current spot of trouble, the more hopeless things seemed. If things did not change for them, and soon, they were going to be stuck in that cell for quite awhile.

" Force Damnit, my kriffing head ..."

Jago couldn't shake the feeling of dizziness, the wave of nausea overtaking him, the constant drum beating into his earlobes. He gripped his crown painfully, teeth grit as he fell over onto his side, trying to fight through but ultimately unable. It seemed that the level of pain was coming and going, the tides of an agonizing sea. If his connection to The Force did not return soon, he was going to be in a far worse condition. He only hopped that exposure to this dead zone, much like with the Ysalamiri, would allow him to at least center himself and overcome the pain.

" Alatoi, Adelle," he managed to get out, forcing himself to sit back up right even as his eyes remained tightly shut.

" You two okay ..?"~

*They couldnt cuff him. Satisfaction had reigned for a few fleeting seconds. A pistol? A flash. And then all was dark...*

*Jerrico woke with a start, the sudden motion and the new rush of sensation from his sensitizes nerves enough to make him retch his stomach across the floor. The retching in turn made his head throb, bringing new agonizing waves of pain searing into his skull; now probably worse than anyone present, being born of both the stunner and the loss of the force.*

".....owww, kriff!....."

*With a muttered curse, Jerrico slowly rose to his feet, surveying his surroundings. It seemed as if all the Jedi had been rounded into a single cell. The window was barred, the door was solid though...probably electronic to. Lovely.*

"...Floors cold. Are we underground? How long have I been out?"

*It was dark in here...the only visible source of light being from the barred window high above. SIlently, Jerrico felt his quills bristle in anticipation of danger.*

"Oh no."

*His hands started to pat his person as he realized what had been taken...lightsaber, utility belt, his combat gloves, even his greatcoat and breath mask had been taken, not to mention his holsters and weapons.*

"Lovely. No weapons but my quills. No utilities save our hands. No force..."

*Silently, Jerrico's mouth formed a grim line.*

"We can't lose faith. That windows pretty high up, but if someones stands on my shoulders, maybe they can see out of it."

==Resi==
*after hearing the rather impromptu role call, resi sits still for a moment and thinks.*

-resi
a couple hundred feet of climbing wouldn't normally be a problem, except that i can't see. also, i doubt they missed any of our gear, they even found my lightsaber, though it took them about ten minutes to get it out after they found it ... he, i am pretty sure that the guard was freaked out pretty badly about that. also, i am guessing from the cursing that our little pincushion has woken up. so, we are all alive and awake, and we are all jedi. which means that it is time for all of us to decide how and when we are going to leave.

~ Jago tried to calm his mind, to think. Adelle was absolutely right in the fact that their captors had made the massive mistake of keeping all the Jedi together. Even without their equipment, without The Force, they had all been trained to use their minds as weapons themselves. They needed an opportunity, something to give them a chance of escape.

As Alatoi noted that the distance wasn't entirely insurmountable to a Diathim, Jago could only chuckle weakly.

" Maybe you could manage it, but we couldn't, not in this state. Not to mention, the towers, the searchlights, the patrols, you'd be spotted before you could get to the city."

Jago got himself standing back up, trying hard to recover, to will his body into a state where he could properly function without recourse.

" We need more information. We need to find out exactly what we're dealing here, how tight security is, what kind of prisoners are kept here: political, criminal, whatever it may be. Perhaps we could get some help from the inside if we could get out of this cell."

The problem, of course, with that plan was that they were in no condition to survive if they happened to get separated. They needed intel that wouldn't be entirely possible for them to get in their current state. It was a frustrating situation altogether.

" First things first. We need to get beyond this door. We need to explore. Ideas, let's here 'em."~

*Silently, Jerrico listened to Jago's words, and nodded silently.*

"He's right; flying out of here wouldn't be the wisest idea, don't they have laser cannons guarding this place? Without the force it would be probable that they could shoot you down. Besides the fact - even if you avoid detection from the forces below, thats a several foot thick duracrete wall, set with several centimeter thick durasteel bars. How would we even get the bars out of place to begin with? The wall, for all intensive purposes, is a bust."

*Jerrico silently listened to Adelle, then rose to his feet.*

"I am not out of commission. It's going to take more than a stun blast to take me down. *even as he spoke the words, he swayed slightly on his feet, but he shook his head furiously to clear the weakness from his body. By the second, he was getting stronger and stronger.*"

"Also, in light of everything that I know, I should be the one to go and cause havoc. I've had a greater amount of combat experience without my force powers - I wen't for years in wars and battles without utilizing them, and in addition, I'm the only person here who has a ranged weapon."

*SNICK*

*With a twist of his arm, a trio of quills rapidly dislodged themselves from his arm, and streaked across the room to clatter against the stone walls, before uselessly falling to the floor. Mere seconds later, a new trio of quills slowly regrew out of the vacant spaces on the thicket of his arm.*

"We need to get beyond the door. None of us has the means to break through beyond, meaning we have to force our captors to open it. The best way to do that is through some kind of struggle, or disturbance - to get them to separate one of us from the others; just as Adelle said. If they've held onto us this long, without killing us, *Jerrico rubbed his head sympathetically*, then we can only surmise they want something out of us; information perhaps. If they haul me out for information, then we can at least learn more about our captors. If they feed me to one of these pets...well, I'd be more well equipped to kill it. Adelle is our healer...we shouldn't potentially dispose of such a valuable asset; not while we're so weak."