Nyada woke up to find herself slumped over and handcuffed inside of Santana's containment unit with a force field up. Her first instinct was to try to lunge but she was still woosy. "Oh, you're awake? Good, time to answer some questions then.." Santana said as she lifted her eyes from the paper crane she had folded. "Let me out of here.. I am a Imperial Agent!" Nyada screamed as she glared angrilly at Santana. She knew if word got back to Mirivor that she had been caught, it would probably be all over for her. "No, see you must be confused. You're in there, I'm out here. Your job doesn't matter to me because if I decide to kill you, no one would ever find your body." Santana said as she crossed her legs over and held the crane out, swooping it slowly through the air as if she was imagining it could actually fly. Nyada watched silently as she recognized Santana's face from a file stating she used to work for Imperial Intelligence as a contract military member of some recently disbanded sect.
"Who were you following, agent?" she said slowly before looking back at her. "You can't just kidnap Imperial Agents and demand information! It's classified! You'd better let me go, or you'll have some powerful people to answer to!" Nyada threatened. Santana stared at Nyada, her face contorted slightly into a whimsical expression as she burst out laughing. "Well, they aren't here right now so I only have you to worry about, besides, I don't give a shit about authority and I don't give a shit who you work for. I only want to know their name. Who is it!?" Santana screamed as she threw the crane down onto the ground and stepped closer to the containment field. Her eyes were raging with anger not only because Nyada wasn't giving her information fast enough, but she was just angry in general. "I'll kill you little girl, don't fuck with me.."
Nyada looked up at her, she was frightened by the lunacy in Santana's voice but her expression was what let her know she was dead serious. She remained silent still, knowing that if she said anything, she'd die anyway at the hands of Mirivor. "So you want to do this the hard way huh? Well I don't like bloodshed in my starship.. It leaves a smell that you just can't get out.." Santana said as she walked to the side of the containment field and began pressing several buttons. Vents opened up below Nyada causing her to struggle to stand up as water began pushing upwards, slowly filling the containment. "You like to swim? Well, you can't really go for much of a swim once it fills up but I bet you can float really well." Santana said as she glared hard at the girl. Nyada was beginning to panic now, the water was up to her shins before she knew it. She began banging on the containment field with both hands as hard as she could until her hands became numb. The water was up to her waist by now, as she continued screaming at Santana to turn it off.
"Tell me what I want to know, and maybe I won't turn you into a sponge." Santana crossed her arms over and smirked, she was enjoying herself a bit much but she knew she had to get the girl to talk.
"I can't tell you anything, I'll be killed... " Nyada said through a shakey voice. Santana had made the waters freezing to make it a even more uncomfortable slow death than it already was. "You're smart aren't you? I say, you tell me what I want to know now and I let you go, and you have a chance to outrun your employer or I just fucking ice you here and call it a day. You're wasting my fucking time!" Santana said as she hit a button on the console causing the water to speed up even more, the water was up to Nyada's neck and she was using her arms and legs against the sides of the containment unit to keep her head above the water as she gurgled in the freezing waters. Nyada thought about giving up and just dunking her head in and drowning but the experience of her doing it in the kolto terrified her enough that if she was to ever commit suicide again, it would definitely not be by drowning. The horror in her eyes was more apparent than ever by the time she only had 2 inchs of air room left at the top of the unit, which she could only reach by holding herself up with her arms and legs.
"P...P..Please... stop tu...t..turn it off... S...Sstop... ". Nyada couldn't feel her arms or legs anymore which caused her to slip off of the walls and drop into the water. Santana cocked her head as she watched the girl flipping and flopping her limbs around trying to get them to work long enough to get her up to the top of the unit where the last inch of air was. Nyada could feel her chest about to explode as she scarped her way to the top, craning her head back and poking her lips out of the water since her head no longer fit, she drew in a deep gasp of air and screamed. "I'll tell you, h..help... help!!!" she gurgled just as the unit was completely full.
Santana smirked and laughed pointing at her as if she was some sort of fish, she felt extra cold towards the woman since she knew that any leak on Sair would lead back to her sister. She slowly uncrossed her arms as she watched the completely submerged Nyada beginning to choke bubbles out. She hit the release button and the water drained out rather quickly leaving Nyada on the ground soaked, wheezing and shaking from the freezing temperatures.
"Speak now, or we do it again." Santana said as she walked back around to the front of the container. Nyada's vision had become blurry from the water temperatures, she had her eyes closed tightly as she spoke. "I... was sent to gather information on Darth Sair P...Pax.. he... he is a traitor...to the Empire. H...he...he is..with.. that Miraulaka woman, a Jedi." Nyada held herself tightly as she could but she couldn't even feel herself as she tried to warm up. She figured it would be best not to mention Kirian or Everic since there is no way her captor would know that they were also her target.
"Who sent you after Sair?" Santana asked, stooping down to be on level with Nyada who was still in a freeze shock. Nyada couldn't tell if she was shaking more now from the cold or the thought of Mirivor, and since her face was already wet any tears falling from her eyes would go unnoticed.
"I said who the fuck sent you? Answer me now!" Santana said as she slammed a hand against the unit, causing Nyada to jump a little, she opened her eyes slowly, only able to see the blur of Santana as her sight came back slowly. "Darth.." she looked down as she went to say his name. She was clearly frightened and this time Santana noticed her tears. She smacked her lips together turning her face from the girl. She hated to see anyone cry especially when they already look so pathetic. "Name them now." Santana said coldly.
Nyada knew she would have to say something and just naming someone pretend or real would have her in just as much trouble. She began to think of a way to use this situation to her advantage. It was then that she had remembered seeing something on Santana's file about being raised on Nar Shaddaa with the Ra'Haus family. "Ra'Haus...Ra'Haus...ohhh that girl was from the same house" Nyada remembered. It was a slight possibilty that Santana could be involved with Kirian and it would be her only chance to lure in a trap and set things in motion. She'd have to divulge information for it to work though.
"Darth Mirivor..." she said through ragged breath. "He wants me to find the information on Sair about his traitorous acts as a Revanite. You should know that being a traitor in the empire is a death wish.. Darth Mirivor plans to purge the empire of these leechs." she said through gritted teeth. "He'll kill me now, for telling you all this.." she said slowly, not realizing that Santana was staring at her in disbelief. "Darth Mirivor? Are you certain?" she asked as she stood back up, staring down at Nyada as if she would change her answer.
"My life was on the life, of course I'm telling the truth.. are you going to.. Hey! Hey!!" Nyada was calling after Santana when she saw her heading to the bulkhead door. Santana engaged high-maximum security on the Mantis before exiting the ship, ignoring Nyada's cries. She had to go look for Darth Mirivor to get some real answers.
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