Nation Officer ♛🔎💜♛

Waking up to a punch in the face was definitely not a pleasant experience. Connor jerked awake, suddenly opening his eyes and looking around in shock. He immediately noticed he wasn't in his usual office or room, but in... What the hell was this?... Why was he tied to a chair in some terribly dark and cold place?!

It looked like a cell, either a holding cell or a torture chamber. He couldn't tell for sure, since, frankly, this was the first time the officer had found himself in such a place. Amidst all the darkness, the only light coming from a dim lantern, he spotted a table with various instruments on it, a metal door, and a silhouette in white and gold clothing. White and gold clothing... Was he on Imperial territory?!

Connor had no idea how he'd gotten there, couldn't even remember anything. His head ached terribly, refusing to think clearly; his body felt weak and barely moving. He couldn't even move his arms and legs, as they were tied to the chair with ropes. He could only distinctly feel his heartbeat and hear his rapid breathing. The Nation officer narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to focus on the figure in front of him, to at least make out their face and understand what was happening.