Placeholder: [Sophie Turner] Sophie was in a prison cell. Her armor had been stripped off, leaving her in the thin bodysuit underneath. Memories came flooding back - the ambush, the fight going badly for her squad. She must have been stunned and taken captive. Sophie pulled herself up and hurried to the energy bars sealing her in. The detention block was empty - she appeared to be the only prisoner. Then she heard footsteps approaching down the corridor. A pair of rebels came into view [Sophie Turner] Sophie was in a prison cell. Her armor had been stripped off, leaving her in the thin bodysuit underneath. Memories came flooding back - the ambush, the fight going badly for her squad. She must have been stunned and taken captive. Sophie pulled herself up and hurried to the energy bars sealing her in. The detention block was empty - she appeared to be the only prisoner. Then she heard footsteps approaching down the corridor. A pair of rebels came into view

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[Sophie Turner] Sophie was in a prison cell. Her armor had been stripped off, leaving her in the thin bodysuit underneath. Memories came flooding back - the ambush, the fight going badly for her squad. She must have been stunned and taken captive. Sophie pulled herself up and hurried to the energy bars sealing her in. The detention block was empty - she appeared to be the only prisoner. Then she heard footsteps approaching down the corridor. A pair of rebels came into view

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[Sophie Turner] The rebel grinned cruelly. "You think I care about information, girl? I just enjoy hurting Imperial scum like you." He pressed the tip of the spike to her arm, and excruciating pain shot through her body. Sophie shrieked, muscles spasming uncontrollably. Through watering eyes she glared daggers at him. This wasn't an interrogation - it was sadistic torture. She wouldn't last long under this treatment. As the jolts subsided, she gasped "Please...no more." Another idea taking shape
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[Sophie Turner] The man chuckled darkly. "Oh, I think you'll sing for me before long." He tapped a code into the cell control pad. The energy bars flickered off and he stepped inside, locking it behind him. Sophie backed against the wall, eyes darting for an escape. But there was none. The rebel loomed over her, a malicious glint in his eyes. "Let's start with your designation and squad details," he said smoothly. When she didn't respond, his voice hardened. "Talk, or else." She lifted her chin
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