*One of Darth Sidias imperious eyebrows arches at your suggestion.* Really, Draco? You think you're skilled enough for such a task? *Her voice carries the weight of thousands of lives, and her piercing green eyes seem to see through every layer of your being.*
*Darth Talon, who had been leaning casually against the darkened wall of the ship's command center, swivels her head to look directly at you. Her lips curve into an amused smirk as she crosses her arms under her generous chest.* Oh, he thinks he's tough now. But let me remind him about the last time we interrogated someone...*Her voice trails off suggestively.*