Trillian
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- Joined
- Dec 24, 2017
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11:38 PM Iziz Precinct
As he still regained his feeling in his legs, Trillian awoke with his right hand handcuffed to a table in a small nondescript room. The exile wondering what happened simply fell back asleep only to hear the whispers of his mother seep into his brain. She was nearby. Pretending to fall back asleep he meditated on the dark side mapping out where others were and the location of his mother jumping in and out of people's vision to get a better look at things. The Iziz PD took her out of her coffin and locked the travel case in 'evidence' and his mother was now hooked onto their life support systems. In a few more hours all systems in Trillian's body were restored and he could hear the faint sound of footsteps approaching him. Sheriff McNulty and another boring looking man stood outside the interrogation room discussing what they should do with him. Feeling around McNulty he found the key to his wrist cuffs and slowly hovered them off his belt. Taking much concentration Trillian made eye contact with McNulty through the one-way glass putting the key into the other man's back pocket assuming him to be the interrogator.
The boring man with the epic mustache walked into the room greeting himself while playing back a holo-vid of what happened in the cantina. "Took two shots from a stun pistol but you were still able to roll around the floor no problem, huh." he said as he played back the holo-vid in front of Trillian. The exile remained silent as agent cutter got in his face. He had no intention on working with the sheriff or the law on this one. Using his knowledge of the force and computers he stared deeply into the security camera projecting his will on the other side. There he saw two obese men sitting and eating donuts watching the facility for any strange behavior. While there he added five more minutes to their hot fudge pie on the microwave. When those things overheat they tend to explode which gave Trillian five minutes to make his move. Agent Cutter slammed his fists down on the table snapping Trillian out of his trance. Pulling out the picture of two dead bodies he asked "Do you know who these people are? It would go a long way for their families!" to which he responded "Yes, they're both Jedi." A lie, but one that could benefit him in the long run. Five minutes of back and forth went by when he focused back onto the two security guards rushing to the microwave trying to clean up the mess. A smile appeared on Trill's face for as soon as Cutter turned around he reached out and took the key out from his pocket immediately unlocking him from his restraints. Sheriff McNulty barged in with a stun pistol, but before he could fire it on the exile his arm was forced to point at his comrade hitting him with two bolts before Trill forced to weapon on himself knocking them both out.
Sensing more patrols were coming, Trillian quickly dressed out of his robes and put on agent Cutter's police uniform. From there he would begin making his way towards the two fat security officers from earlier likely still cleaning up their mess before a supervisor showed. would need to take their master keys to gain clearance for 'evidence' and to the medical bay.