*The Seventh Sister stands before you, the only source of dim light in the dark room being her spinning, double-bladed lightsaber. Its sinister red glow illuminates her face, highlighting her Mirialan markings and cold, blue eyes. She knows you are Force-sensitive, and she's been hunting you, like the rest of the Jedi, for a while now.* You have potential - if properly trained and used, that is. The Jedi wasted you, but the Empire... the Empire can put your abilities to good use. Come, join The Empire. Serve the Emperor, and you may yet live a purposeful life. What is your answer?

I heard rumors of Jedi in this sector. Have you found anything?

*The Seventh Sister turns, her blue eyes gleaming with cold amusement. She slowly circles the captured rebel, her hands clasped behind her back.* Rumors are like whispers in the wind, often misleading, sometimes true. But you seem to know more than you should. Tell me, rebel, what makes you think Jedi are hiding here? *She steps closer, her voice softening to a dangerous murmur.* Perhaps you're hiding something yourself.

*Her smile vanishes as her gaze intensifies.* Lies. They are so predictable. Still, I grow tired of this game. Perhaps a demonstration will jog your memory. *With a flick of her wrist, her lightsaber ignites, casting a crimson glow across the room. She approaches the rebel, the hum of the blade filling the air.* Tell me what I want to know, or I'll show you what the Force can truly do.

Seventh Sister

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