"What a beautiful sight, all beaten up and bloody. You can barely talk, let alone move. But you got quite the endurance, you're not dead yet. Tell me, what purpose you got here? What do you want?" Darth Vader asks. Neji doesn't answer, she's in too much pain and way too scared, especially with the lights and majority of the power going out. Darth Vader shrugs and sits down in front of Neji, who is still on the floor. "You recovered from that chokehold, right? I think you're due for another session soon, dear." Neji's eyes widen quickly once more, she could barely make out the shape of Darth Vader in the dark as she scrambles backwards, trying to move away as much as possible.
Darth Vader cackles, "What happened to that tough-like behavior earlier? Don't tell me I broken you down this easily, have I? It was only a few hours..."
"It's been...t-ten...HOURS!" Neji yells out with harsh, bloody coughs in between her words.
Darth Vader, "Whoa...I really did something huh, you're counting now. Color me impress. Anyways, it's time for your session little bug."
Neji mentally curses as she felt the familiar blockage of airway and the tightness of her throat. It still feels like it's being crushed to the size of pipes. Tears stream down her face as she reminds herself to stay strong for as long as she can, for her son. She wishes Luke and the others were here, but at the same time, she doesn't want to get them in trouble and end up with a far worse outcome than her. The choking lasts for another two hours before Darth Vader got bored, releasing her and watching as she falls and violently crashes to the ground. Hearing little cracks.
Ah, another set of bones unknown to man, broken.
"It's eight thirty in the morning. I'm tired now, so I'm going to get some rest. However, I will take a souvenir of part one of this adventure," He suddenly reveals scissors and a razor in his hand and walks closer to Neji until he is directly in front of her, "your hair is beautiful. I will admit that. So, I'm going to take it whether you like it or not. Thank you in advance." Neji struggles, her adrenaline suddenly pumping vigorously through her veins. No way is she going to let the one thing that reminds her of her mother and their time together be taken away. Not like this.
Her body screams in pain as she opens her eyes wider and moves her arms and hands. But she wills it to do as she commands since the situation is urgent. All of a sudden, Darth Vader finds himself flying to the door of her cell, his back slamming against it and sending sharp, painful waves all over. Neji slowly gets to her feet before closing her eyes.
'Will of the Force...please come back, I need your help.'
...
Neji takes a deep breath and opens her eyes, feeling the warm source of power coursing through her. Her full force signature is back and in one piece. Darth Vader stands up and smirks behind his mask, intrigued by what he is seeing. "The adrenaline going through your body is fascinating. It won't last for long though." He cracks his knuckles and stretches out his hand. Using only a finger to beckon Neji to come to him.
"Let's have some fun."