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It taken awhile for his own men to track him down. Before long, they had a small party discreetly searching for him. After some time, they found him within a tent outside of a Kaleesh village. The unpleasent sounds of alien screaming was coming from within. When the Army Trooper that was summoning him finally built the courage to entire, he was immediatly sickened at the sight. Two female Kaleesh were laying at the enterance, dead. They had their claws and tusks ripped out, and various body parts cut off, before being stabbed in their reproductive regions and left to bleed to death. Another laid at the feet of a male that was strapped into a chair that was secured into the ground. She was, arguably, more mercifully killed. She was pregnant, and the bloody, gooy substance covering the mouth of the male along with the cuts and wounds across her body, meant it took very little time for the man to figure out what had happened. Thankfully, it seemed she had been given a blaster bolt to the chest to end her pain...maybe, or she could have been lying their for hours before being killed; he couldn't tell. The male had had his claws ripped out, as well as his tusks, one of which had been pulled out as he came in.
Standing before the man was Grand Moff Dominin. The last tusk held firmly in the pliers in his hand. He screamed questions at the male, but the being could do nothing but scream and weep in his alien tongue. The trooper had to leave the room once it had all finally registered and ran into the brush to throw up. When it seemed evident that being would give him no information, he nodded to the Commando in the room. The male would be shot repeatedly in the chest. As he cleaned his hands, and put on his uniform, the Commando proceeded to decapitate the heads of the Kaleesh that had been killed. Their heads would be put on spikes and on display outside their village. A reminder of the punishment for opposing the glorious Empire. In truth, Dominin enjoyed this. He knew for a fact that the beings would be unable to speak anything but very simple Basic.
They had helped steal arms from his men however, and would be interrogated, tortured, and then executed. In the corner of the tent would sit a translator, who understood everything the Kaleesh would say. However, unless they told him what he wanted to know in Basic that he could understand, the prisoner would be killed. Outside the tent, he met with the translator, who handed him a datapad containing the information obtained. "Alright, Lieutenant!" he shouted. A Stormtrooper officer came over to him. The translator had grabbed a map and laid it out on a table. "Take your platoon to this location, recover all weaponry, kill any living thing you find." he ordered. The Stormtrooper saluted and ran off, heading off on a Speeder Bike. It was a perfected art, their resistence control. Every once in awhile, a few Kaleesh would get idealistic, and try to bring about a revolt, and he would quickly, ruthless, and mercilessly put it down. No rebel movement was of particular notice however, in the past decade.
After a few moments, he realised the Army trooper had returned from the brush. "Some of our methods are unpleasant, Sergeant. However, the end justifies the means...and should it save even one Imperial life, any action is just and right. Now, what do you have for me?" he asked. "Sir, Inquisitor Saurn is arriving." he said. "Ah, good." he said. Without another word to the Sergeant, he walked off to his LAVr Chariot, which would head off to his citadel. Onboard, he opened the comm to Saurn. "Inquisitor Saurn, I apologize for the long delay. I was in the field, leading some counterinsurgency operations. Now, I was notified of your arrival when it was initially planned. I will transmit to you the coordinates now. You have landing clearance." he said. The coordinates would lead him to the Citadel, and by the time the shuttle would begin its landing sequence, he would be standing at the landing pad, awaiting him, with four Imperial Commandos standing at his side.
