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[Auro Syrdash]

Hearing the sound of Unna's voice, Auro's jet-black eyes opened to glimpse her standing before the containment field. In the center of the holding cell, he hung suspended in mid-air between an orb below his feet and a second orb above his head. His body was tilted forward and steadily rotated 360° in a bluish cone of magnetic energy. Metal cuffs secured each of his wrists slightly in front of his sides, while a matching pair held his ankles firmly in place, roughly shoulder width apart.

"Big sister," Auro said, giving Unna a weary smile as he rotated back into view of her. His voice was scratchy and cracked intermittently. "You shouldn't be here," Auro warned her. "But it's so good to see you," he said, his demeanor warm and peaceful despite the perilous circumstances he and his fellow Saber Blades now found themselves facing.

"Be careful what you say in here and don't risk staying any longer than you should," Auro cautioned her, "but tell me what you can about Jenna, Maya, and the other Saber Blades you visited. How are they holding up?"

"As for me, I'm hanging in there," he quipped, hoping a bit of humor might comfort his oldest friend. "Thirsty, though," Auro admitted. "Is that fish jerky?" he asked, lifting his gaze to the transparisteel cage that hung in the hallway. "I don't know if Pablo-Jill is even being fed. Please give him my portion. Better yet, do you think you can sneak him out with you?"

"We need you, big sister." Auro said gravely. "Please contact Master Chun and Master Drase upon leaving here and enlist their help. As we've both learned, Master Chun is a highly respected figure within the Jedi Order and a war hero of the Republic. His voice will carry significant influence. We must also send word of Graff's plight to his grandfather, Chancellor of the Republic. I don't know if the Chancellor can act directly, but a man of his standing must have strong allies he can count on to intervene…"