started from: here @accusediisms Mariana had no control whatsoever of this situation. In all of her years, she had only been placed in a situation as similar as this well under a few times. She could clearly remember those incidents, in fact. Those accidents had been so little that she - even in this moment - could feel the terrible fright of those past moments, and of the current moment, the tension deeply weaved in her body language. As he moved closer to her restrained body, the dormant energy thrummed under her skin, pulsing with anticipation of pain. She made a movement, trying to jerk herself from the holds on her once fragile body. She didn’t know what he could do, but she didn’t want to find out just what he meant. Her eyes were wide with traces of fear, pupils dilating as she tried jerking herself away, all calmness lost as her voice caught in her throat, feeling something twisting in her mind, or the beginnings of it starting to. He smiled to himself as she struggled harder with each step he got nearer. Once he was upon her, he did not go the route of physical pain. However he knew from her eyes what next would be much worse than that. The mental and emotional pain that comes with using the force to probe the minds of others. His hands that he had raised to her head, were now channeling his energy into her and relay the information back to him. Visions flashed through his mind, a blade to woman before him’s heart. A noose coming in to wrap around her head. Such were the things he was dragging out of her memory.