USH'S STAR WARS GAME- CAMPAIGN II EPISODE V (DARK SIDE)- The Prisoner of Datura

"It would certainly quiet them..."

"You have five seconds," says the guard.

Dak will wait until the last second as a small rebellious annoyance before switching off his lightsabers and tossing them. "Fine. To die here is meaningless..."

(totally stole my idea!)

"Oh, I'll drop them when I'm ready to," Rianna replies in a falsely sweet tone of voice, also waiting until the last second to throw down her lightsabers.

"There. Happy now?" she snaps, thoroughly angry at this point and no longer even attempting to hide it.

Galder reluctantly- or seemingly so- tosses down his blaster and then unclips his lightsaber from his belt, doing the same with it.

Gallador casually drops his saber, looking at the guards with patronizing smile.

Xavier having stopped from charging in, looks at everyone else, "I guess I don't have much choice right now." Then drops his lightsabers down.

Relle looks around to the others who have already dropped their weapons and follows their lead.

Rand, of course, sets his lightsaber down.

Well, then, thar would appear to be that!

In that case, each of you is disarmed, shackled and blindfolded, as you are prepared to be brought before the Grand Court of Emperor Rivas...

"Such hospitality. I sure am glad I get to thank the Emperor personally for this treatment," Dak says in a sarcastic monotone.

"Oh yeah," says one of the guards, kicking at you. "He'll make sure you get 'special' treatment."

Much sniggering and the like...

Rianna is, surprisingly enough, not bitching or complaining or even talking at all right now. She's definitely in a very very poor mood, though.

They hit you a few times...

Galder does his best to ignore the kicks and hits they deliver, feeling that such pain is below him.

Rand maintains his composure, though he winces when he is struck.

Rianna is strongly considering lashing out with the Force right now...

Xavier is not pleased with the hits and kicks that keep landing on him.

Gallador tries to maintain his dignity, promising these vermins painful death... shielding himself from the pain within his hatred.

Rand senses Gallador's hatred well.

"All in due time," Rand mumbles to his compatriot, knowing what his student is thinking well for he feels the same.