Admiral Calrissian was sitting on a large chair behind a massive desk. The man on the other side was quivering in fear from what was about to ensue. The Admiral got off his chair and slowly started to walk over to the other man, his dark cape flowing behind him. He pulled out a long dagger and began moving it left to right and back in front of the other guys’ face. With a low, intimitating voice the General spoke: “I had to hurt 20 people to get this knife. And hurt them badly I did.” Calrissian suddenly trew the dagger up in the air and it landed an inch away from the hand the other man had placed on the table. “Talk or next time this will get painfull”. At this point the other man was so intimidated that he started sobbing silently. The Admiral put a hand on his sholder, which made him jump in fear. With a really shaky voice he started talking. "Ok, I'll talk. You were already looking for it in the right system. You must have seen the station wreck there. That is where you will find wha tyou are looking for." The Admiral removed his hand from his sholder and started pacing back and forth the room again. “Aren't you pathetic giving up information easiely like that. Your will to cooperate is still noted - not that that's worth anything" He laughs manically. [color=#FF4000]“I'm done with this one. Get him somewhere where I don't have to look at this sad excuse for a human.” 'Humans'. So weak and predictable. Calrissian did not consider himself human. Not anymore. At this point he was on a whole different level and now on a good way to ascent even higher. “Maybe show him our new airlocks from the inside. I'm sure he'll like that.” Two armed guards with cybrenetic limbs walked in and dragged the man out of the room kicking and screaming. "You promised to let me go if I tell you the location. YOU PROMISED! The Admiral laughed. “Boo-hoo. Well I lied. And now shoo.” Carrissian sat back down in his chair and transmited the coordinates for his new target. Soon.
