Its been so long. Any mistakes, sorry.

Disclaimer: not mine except the pplz you don't know from the movie/etc. and my plot. Eck. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. And so on with the story.

Even Guests of Honor can be captivated in a Guest Room

Even the toughest are tender on the inside, as Tara cried herself to sleep on Yama's shoulder. For sure, Callos would change their cell because of Tara's wide broadcast of raw emotion.

Yama looked again at Tara's slender form, breathing lightly. Through the dirt and dried tears, she could see the girl of freedom and the woman with wisdom on Tara's face. Little did she know that someone was coming because of her.

Obi-wan and Anakin sped ever closer towards Tara. Both were positive that even Yoda, who was on Coruscant, could have felt Tara. Hunger growled at their stomachs, but they ignored the calls for attention.

Callos strode down the corridor, furious at her and himself at being such a fool.

"Seamus!" he barked at his manservant.

"Yes, Master?"

"Move the prisoners to the fourth on the seventh. Both of them."

"Yes, Sir, right away, Sir!" Seamus bowed an extremely low and elegant bow before scurrying away like a nervous rat.

That night, when both women were sleeping, Callos levitated them, carefully, so as not to break their slumber, to the fourth room on the seventh floor. That was, in truth, a very fine guest room, but changed to fit his needs. The windows were barred and the doors of ext and entrance could only be locked and unlocked by the outside. Guards kept a vigil out side the huge wooden double doors at all times.

 Yet while all this happened, the two slept on in their lightly drugged sleep as Obi-wan and Anakin finally made a pit stop for a bite. They had been traveling all day, but were still not absolutely positive which planet she was on. Also, they had previously sensed Yama's presence, but didn't know Yama.

Tara woke to a heavy weight at the base of her neck. Her ankles and wrists were no longer shackled and saw the same of Yama. Tara searched for a mirror and having seen it, ran to see her neck. A thick, dull silver ring of one inch encircled her neck. Her hands reached and, after searching frantically, found now place as to where the two ends of the strip were forged together. Tara sat herself down dejectedly on the burgundy velvet couch and waited for Yama to awaken.

As Tara was looking out of a barred window, Yakamani spoke. "At least we have a bed now and a good wardrobe of clothes to look presentable in. Actually, I like the restroom the most. This all looks like a guestroom for Guests of Honor of Callos' dungeons." The cheerful tone she used was enough to pull Tara out of her dismal stupor. Tara smiled her brilliant smiled, the one that had captivated most men, at Yama, who returned it with one of her own. They sat together, looking out the barred window, wondering what the day and the future held  for them, as the dawn broke and the sky turned pink to light blue.

Tara

I'm so tired, and the last time I was this tired was when, by the Force, I don't believe I ever was this tired. What with me going all weepy, I can stand the hard stuff, but all this, I don't understand how it tires me. Besides, I have never cried this much. Oh, I do hope Obi-wan and Ani are coming soon! I just want all this to be over. On the bright side, now we're in semi- decent living quarters, but for a slave, as I suppose we now are, these must be top class.

Yakamani

How could I be so blind?! I knew this is what it would come to and yet, I still ignored my instincts. It must be because I haven't done much of anything except workout daily with what little room I have, or had rather. Now we bear the collars of one of Callos' slaves, but I do believe we have been marked higher than they because theirs are iron, unlike ours. By the Force, she's got a nice smile! She's happier now. That's good.

Obi-wan

I can't believe I'm just counting on Tara's broadcasts! How could I have ever been so stupid? I wonder if Anakin can feel her weariness as well as mine. Well, whoever that presence is that is with her, they're keeping her from a fearful wrath.

Anakin

All I can think about is what's going to happen next. I'm actually a little afraid right now, and I feel as if I have a right to be.

Callos

I'll have to keep that girl under a tight harness. I was a fool to let her announce such a raw, maybe even painful, loud broadcast. If she's going to that way, I'll just make her feel a bit more at home and see if she acts any better. After all, I am the one who controls the fate of her life.

Seamus

What can I do? The lady is suffering and the Senator is disturbing Master. I do dearly wish that I could help them, but Master is the one I must answer to and I fear for my life. There's always hope that the tables will turn. Once this is all over, I shall regain my position as- I dare not say or even think it. I'm still fearful for my life and even my thoughts.

Now be kind and hit the little blue button. Periwinkle. Yes, periwinkle. I'm probably losing my mind now. Oh well. Better to be insane like everyone else. And fit in I guess. Will now go and do something else. Like sleep. Or who knows what.