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[lavender moon]

Letting out a sigh, she fell backwards into the hard bed. I need to get out of here. She thought. Someone was going to be mad that she wasn’t eating and she didn’t want to be here if that person came after her. She looked at the kitten. Maybe she could escape through the vents? Slowly moving, she went to the bathroom and removed the bars of the vent again. No, she’d have to wait until she knew no one was coming. Then she could go. She made her way back toward the bed and laid on her back. Eventually she fell asleep.

[Master Obi-Wan]

Meanwhile Charity slept, Millicent went over to her food, smelling it. The kitten could smell that the food was good, and from the Finalizer canteen. Millicent took several bites of the food, since Charity didn't eat it. Then grabbing her toy she went over to the bathroom and tried to get to the vent, but she couldn't do it with the toy. So Millicent went back into the main part of the cell, placed the toy by the bed and then eventually climbed back into the vent. Leaving her toy and her collar in the cell.

[lavender moon]

Charity woke up and turned onto her side. She couldn’t think of how long she had been asleep. Her eyes had to adjust to the dark cell again. “Millie?” The cat was missing. She hid the collar and toy in case anyone came in. It was getting hot so she took off her pilot jacket and tossed it over the kitten’s things before looking at the food. She was starving but she still didn’t want to eat even if the kitten had thought it was alright. It was almost a protest towards the First Order. She wouldn’t accept any gifts from them.

[Master Obi-Wan]

Soon rather then later, there was someone talking outside with the guards. A few seconds later the door flew open and the chrome Captain stood in the doorway with her blaster in hand and the droid from before by her side, BB9E. Her blaster was pointed at Charity. "Come with me." Ordered the Captain and in her peripheral vision she saw the tray with still quite a lot of food on it.

[lavender moon]

Charity stood straight and tall but was still shorter than everyone on the ship. It seemed to her like everyone with the First Order was taller than 1.85 m. In all honesty, she didn’t care. It just made it a little harder to seem tough. Especially when all of your enemies literally looked down on you. She obidently followed not wanting to be shot. Her mind was racing with thoughts. Where was she being taken? The halls all looked the same and it was impossible to know where she was being taken. How anyone navigated this place was far beyond her. That droid must’ve told someone about the kitten and her not eating. Great.

[Master Obi-Wan]

Phasma secured a pair of restrains around Charity's wrists and led her out of the cell. BB9E stayed close to them through their walk. Despite the corridors being confusing and identical, the names of the levels were also confusing, currently the three of them were in a huge elevator that took them to 'Level 1LB W2'. After the elevator stopped, Phasma led Charity out of the elevator and to what appeared to be conference room, which was labled 'C-2'. The door to the conference room was unlocked and it flew open, in the room behind the giant table sat General Hux. "Ah perfect. You are here already." he said. Phasma led Charity further into the room, and BB9E rolled over to where Hux was sitting.

[lavender moon]

The halls were confusing and difficult to memorize. It wasn’t exactly important that Charity memorize them. She knew that wherever they were taking her wasn’t somewhere she didn’t want to be. Her theory was proven to be correct as Phasma lead her to a conference room where Hux was siting across the table. “I prefer being early over late.” She said with a sharp look in her bright blue eyes.

[Master Obi-Wan]

Hux cold icy blue eyes met hers. He then looked to the Captain, "Leave us." he ordered and Captain Phasma was a little confused by this but followed the orders, leaving the conference room and locking the door behind her which without a certain combination of numbers, cannot be opened. Hux's eyes final returned to Charity, "Please take a seat." he gestured to all the other seats in the conference room, he didn't particularly care which one she took. Meanwhile, BB9E constantly remained at Hux's side, following Charity's every move.

[lavender moon]

Dawn was just as confused as Phasma. “I prefer to stand thank you.” She responded. It was the truth. She would much rather stand than sit and even if she didn’t she didn’t want to listen to the First order General for obvious reasons.

[Master Obi-Wan]

That clearly displeased the General but he brushed it off, "Fair enough." he said. He then looked to the side at the droid, who seemed to understand what the General wanted and another light switched on, on the droid and the droid was now once again looking at Charity. "Care for a drink?" he asked, referring to the bottle of something on his table and beside it stood a half full glass of the said liquid.