It's not an interrogation. They just want to properly debrief you.
That was what Rex had said, and Hunter had nodded along. And Omega trusted both with her life.
Unfortunately, it seemed that nobody had told the intelligence officer in the nondescript - Alderaanian? - uniform, or the designers of the dimly lit cubicle that he had chosen for his... debriefing.
The spook fired up his holorecorder and set it on the table, bathing the room in an eerie blue glow.
"Let's start from the beginning. What's the first thing you remember?"
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…a beige-and-red helmet filling her mind with ideas and attitudes, facts and figures, instincts and reflexes, pouring composite memories and unlived experience and rote understanding into a meticulously engineered personality imprint stamped upon optimized wetware…
The words came to her, unbidden, as she looked around the flash-training center. Walls of pure white adorned with a magnificent ultraviolet mosaic of Academian Vor Nui's Great Lecture, as vivid as day in her mind's eye, stared back at her. The other rigs were empty, odd considering the high facility overhead…
The door dilated, and a pair of tall, slender Kaminoans - adorned with the insignia of very senior scientific officers - glided into the room.
She snapped to attention, rattled off her serial number, and reported herself fit for service to the scientists towering over her.
The younger Kaminoan was first to speak.
"I am Doctor Nala Se. This is Chief Scientist Ko Sai. We are part of the senior scientific staff providing support to Kaminoan Industries' flagship Republic Military Project. Can you describe your training?"
She blinked. Medicine. Genetics. Bioengineering.
And much, much, more.
A vague disquiet stirred in her chest, as she looked down at herself. Biologically five standard. Small batch production. Nonstandard flash training. Modified mass production clone, alternative template, or composite?
"Modified mass production product." Nala Se noted. "Please proceed."
She almost felt dizzy, but complied with the directive, describing her scientific background even as a small part of her seemed to yearn for service of the Galactic Republic, its Constitution, and its elected officials.
Ko Sai smiled as she completed her report. "Excellent. You will be a most useful addition to Nala Se and her team."
"Indeed." Nala Se said. "As you know, Kaminoan Industries, in concert with the Government of Kamino, has embarked on the greatest industrial undertaking in Kaminoan history - the creation of a military force for the Galactic Republic."
Ko Sai continued. "In essence, we have been tasked with converting a significant infusion of financial capital into material capital, and in particular, human capital."
"The economy of Kamino is to be totally remade in service of this goal. Extremely large investments into plant, machinery, and associated support and defense infrastructure are ongoing across Kamino and Her Colonies." Nala Se bent down, bringing herself eye to eye with the human. "Commensurate investments are being made into new creche production - Kaminoan and human - to provide the necessary labor. You, and others like you, are part of this human capital accumulation."
She nodded, understanding.
"You will be working under Nala Se in support of our contracts for Clone Army research, development, production, and sustainment. You answer to her, and ultimately to me. You are property of Kaminoan Industries." Ko Sai looked thoughtful. "You are not property of the Galactic Republic."
Nala Se gestured to the door. "Please follow me. We must vacate the room for the next cohort. You are the last one."
She obeyed, and followed Nala Se out the room.
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Author's note:
I initially tried to upload this yesterday but ran into some formatting issues, and even more trouble updating the fic on the site. It should be fixed this time.