Cloning/ Medical Facilities

Sun Jan 08, 2012 10:03 am by Adelle Bastiel

Ai'isshki wrote:*Ai'isshki didn't say much she simply looked up at Adelle and gave a cracked smile.*

"Yes.."

*Her response was harmonious, she had a master and one that had good intentions deep down inside she could feel it. She almost had to compose herself from leaping into Adelle's arms and hooping and hollering for joy from the excellent news.*

*Adelle nodded definitively. Well she was glad that was settled. Now the question was: What next?*

"Good. Well if you're ready, we can leave here," *she said. Not to do any training of course. Adelle felt that the girl was a bit new to advanced societies. As if her reaction to the cast hadn't been an indication. She personally would feel more comfortable teaching someone who wasn't going to freak out at every new and unexplained thing. Patience was not her virtue and that would certainly try what little patience she had. No, Ai'isshki needed to acclimate herself to her new surroundings, her arm needed to heal, and Adelle probably needed to find a bigger ship. Her TwinTail was a one-person fighter only. Then she would start training.*

"Are you hungry, Ai'isshki?" *she asked.*

Mon Jan 09, 2012 7:25 pm by Zalgo

"Oh, a few minutes maybe. I've taken care of it, your medical issues are of no concern." To whom they would be a concern to was a carefully forgotten detail, as the jedi master's mind was assuredly in jepordy. None of Zalgo's minds could muster a thought of care.

Oh, but her confusion was intoxicating. He kept stirring that kettle of a mind, sampling the various flavors and scents it produced. She was in the best state to manipulate, and Zalgo was drunk on the thought of it.

"Before we move any farther, I think you'll need to prove to me you're loyal." Zalgo smiled invisibly, sitting back in the chair. His hands lay on the arm rest, and his left hand played with itself, the tips of his claws rubbing themselves over the metallic palm of his gauntlet. It produced a sort of nails to a chalkboard sound, but softer. It was like the gentle whisper of terrible things.

"Then I'll allow you knowledge of my plan, and your role in it. A Jedi master like yourself must be privy to many secrets, you know.. but this is an important one. It's something you ought to know."

His hand stopped moving. His voice grew firmer, though not violent. "Don't you think?"

Fri Jan 27, 2012 7:39 pm by Sharak Iskar

*Now was the time Nahk appreciated being gifted with the Force. Slowly he slithered along to find the one named "Clem" for Nahk had something that belonged to him. Two synthetic legs floated near the Jedi medic in a horizontal position. One had recently been remained; perfected to carry out its use. Nahk remembered what crazy stunt Clem pulled off in the Medical Facilities when Legion possessed Anna. The man deserved to have his legs remade, and since they had just been reconstructed, Nahk thought he would personally bring the legs to Clem. When Nahk saw a man at a table missing two legs, Nahk knew this was Clem. Clem was accompanied by a woman whom Nahk remembered only slightly. Stopping near the two, he gave a small nod and spoke while his large four black eyes focused on Clem.*

Hello Clem, I have your legs ready for you.

*Nahk moved one of the four hands that were clasped behind his back and moved it slowly forward. The legs that were lifted in mid-air slowly moved onto the table. Moving his hand back, Nahk let go of the legs from the Force, and the legs rested upon the table to be placed back on Clem.*

You did a very crazy, but good thing. I am afraid that if your... incident had not occurred, more bloodshed would have happened.

Sun Jan 29, 2012 8:21 pm by Raven Alora

*Raven blinked once more, rapidly as the sound of metal against metal worked its way into her mind. She closed her eyes briefly and attempted to find some sibilance of a center, something to hold onto and get her mental stability back. But there was something about the creature sitting across from her that made coherent thought almost an impossibility. When he spoke of loyalty she opened her eyes and looked at him. Apparently he wasn't just some ordinary being who came here. His appearance and very presence was dark....but something kept her from holding that negatively against him. It was like she was too familiar with him to find anything wrong with him....but that was odd too.

She knew nothing about him.*

Loyalty?

*She was still struggling with her mind, stronger now, more meticulously. Tilting her head slightly she attempted to calm herself down a bit more and spoke again.*

I'm Loyal to the people here... to the Jedi. What do you want from me?

*Her look became curious again.*

What is it I aught to know?

ATL

*There was no hesitation. As soon the convoy made it back, two of the remaining troopers made sure to get the seriously injured form of the silent warrior to the medical bay. When they made way with the hover stretcher into the med bay, medics flooded the area. A lot of the injured were being tended to now. They hadn't made it out of the battle unscathed ..but it was over now.

And so, Siegfried was taken to a secluded room, one of the few left opened. Mainly this was because of his type of injury. For it was hardly physical anymore. Most of it revolved the darkness his body had been subjected to. And there was little a normal medic could do about that.

He probably was either unconscious, or hardly in a waking state. What ever the case, he was hooked up ot equipment that would stabilize him. But for how long..they didn't know. The darkness was a wicked, twisting thing that the few force sensitive medics felt cautious around. Perhaps it was time to bring in a different kind of Jedi.*

Sun Jan 29, 2012 10:37 pm by Marcus Kade

*Siegfried had lost consciousness long before the convoy reached the base, the pain and blood loss combined being too much for the warrior to handle. But that was the least of his worries, as the wound now festered with the darkness of the tower and it's demonic occupant. He remained motionless on the bed and while the medical equipment that he was hooked to showed faint, but stable life signs, the real battle was now inside his head. It was against the darkness that threatened to consume and twist him from the inside. The warrior lay motionless on the bed, not giving any hint to the struggle within.

The darkness slowly lifted, revealing a large circular room with a stone floor. He stood near the edge of the wall one side of the room, lightclub in hand. At the other side stood a figure clad in blackened demonic looking armor, carrying a large sword. Both stood facing each other, their weapons at the ready.*

"Who are you?"

*The armored figure hefted its blade and took a step towards Siegfried. It clearly had no intention of answering the warrior's question, and he could feel its hostility, its desire to spill his blood. The hunger for blood was unmistakable, a kind of warrior that only existed in nightmares. There was no talking, no reasoning with this kind of fighter, as it only understood one thing. Knowing he had to fight, Siegfried brought his lightclub up and assumed a battle stance as the demonic armored figure drew closer.

The battle began as the armored figure swung his giant sword with ease, aiming to cleave Siegfried in two, but he ducked under the blade and thrust his saber at the creature's torso, only for it to bounce away harmlessly. The armored figure recovered quickly and attacked again, their blades clashing against each other repeatedly as they fought.

But as the fight dragged on, Siegfried felt himself beginning to tire, while his opponent just seemed to get faster and stronger. Unable to continue to put up a fight against this creature, the warrior was knocked to the ground, his weapon skittering across the stone floor as he landed. The armored warrior stood above him and spoke for the first time.*

"You will now awaken to a never ending nightmare! Embrace the darkness! Become the warrior you were meant to be!"

*But as the sword came stabbing down, Siegfried rolled to side and scrambled away, calling his lightsaber back into his hand and turning face the creature once more. He now realized that he couldn't win, but that it also fed on battle, on blood. Just like in the tower, Hunger was after him, calling him to battle until he couldn't fight anymore. But just like in the tower, Hunger thrived off of battle and its strength waned when the warrior refused to fight it. Siegfried now knew what he had to do...*

"No...I will not serve the darkness!"

*Hunger roared and charged forwards, wanting to continue the fight, to spill Siegfried's blood all over the chamber, but the warrior ducked and dodged the attack. Rather than fight back, he deactivated his blade and put it away, looking on as Hunger began to writhe. The demon needed to fight and be joined in battle. It attacked again, only to hit thin air as the warrior dodged his strike, still refusing to attack back. Screaming in rage and desperation, the creature pressed its attack again and again but could not hit the warrior. Hunger's strength was fading without the clash of battle and it fell to its knees, writhing as the shadows rolled off its body.*

"You....you....CURSE YOU!!

*One final attack, a massive swing aimed at the warrior's neck, but the blade stopped before it reached its target. Unable to be joined in battle, Hunger's strength had now vanished and it collapsed to the floor. Soon it was lost into shadows, which seemed to melt into the very floor. Siegfried stood and watched for a moment, before he too sank to his knees. There was a wound in his side and blood was staining his tunic. Where...

The warrior, who had remained unconscious and hadn't moved since arriving the medbay hours earlier now awoke with a start. His wound felt like it was on fire, but the darkness he had felt before blacking out was all but gone, just a trace of it remained. Breathing heavily, he closed his eyes once more and worked to calm himself, having obviously experienced a nightmare. Or had it been something more than just a dream? He was too tired to think about it now, but for the moment, he was safe from the shadows...*

Sun Jan 29, 2012 10:48 pm by Clem (Pancake Thief)

Sharak Iskar wrote:*Now was the time Nahk appreciated being gifted with the Force. Slowly he slithered along to find the one named "Clem" for Nahk had something that belonged to him. Two synthetic legs floated near the Jedi medic in a horizontal position. One had recently been remained; perfected to carry out its use. Nahk remembered what crazy stunt Clem pulled off in the Medical Facilities when Legion possessed Anna. The man deserved to have his legs remade, and since they had just been reconstructed, Nahk thought he would personally bring the legs to Clem. When Nahk saw a man at a table missing two legs, Nahk knew this was Clem. Clem was accompanied by a woman whom Nahk remembered only slightly. Stopping near the two, he gave a small nod and spoke while his large four black eyes focused on Clem.*

Hello Clem, I have your legs ready for you.

*Nahk moved one of the four hands that were clasped behind his back and moved it slowly forward. The legs that were lifted in mid-air slowly moved onto the table. Moving his hand back, Nahk let go of the legs from the Force, and the legs rested upon the table to be placed back on Clem.*

You did a very crazy, but good thing. I am afraid that if your... incident had not occurred, more bloodshed would have happened.

Clem thought he could sense someone approaching and was trying to decide what to do. He was just trying to reassure Clair and had just grabbed her hand in his, and he didn’t want to retract that so suddenly. The decision was made for him though when Nahk entered the room. He turned toward the new person wondering who it was.

He was surprised and his eyebrows rose showing that. He hadn’t expected his leg to be made so quickly. He slid his hands away from Clair’s to pick up one of the legs for a quick check. Grabbing first the foot as to identify which leg it was he realized that it was the new one and preceded to feel around the top of the leg for the locking mechanism and control relays. It seemed in order and he nodded.

Thanks! I’m slightly surprised that it was finished so quickly. You guys must have some excellent resources and equipment around here. He proceeded to start attaching the leg. One benefit of the setup he had was how easily they could be attached, which led to the obvious disadvantage of them detaching themselves so easily.I would probably ask you to give me a hand for this but... well… He looked up having secured the first leg in place grinning. Thankfully I still have both of mine. He wiggled his fingers before grabbing the second leg and attaching it. While quickly looking over to Clair with the thoughts that one of the things they had wanted had come. And at the very least she didn’t have to push him around in a hoverchair anymore. Which if anything it made his smile even more pronounced.

It was mentioned that he had done something beneficial albeit crazy. And he sighed looking back over to Nahk. I have heard that I was lucky with what I did… but the thing is… I have absolutely no clue what I did. So… what exactly did I do anyway if you don’t mind me asking… er…? He paused not remembering if this person had introduced himself yet or not.

He shifted around so he could dangle the legs off the edge of the bed to be sure they were functioning properly, half expecting to be reprimanded for trying to do so much so quickly.

Mon Jan 30, 2012 1:31 am by Zalgo

Raven Alora wrote:*Raven blinked once more, rapidly as the sound of metal against metal worked its way into her mind. She closed her eyes briefly and attempted to find some sibilance of a center, something to hold onto and get her mental stability back. But there was something about the creature sitting across from her that made coherent thought almost an impossibility. When he spoke of loyalty she opened her eyes and looked at him. Apparently he wasn't just some ordinary being who came here. His appearance and very presence was dark....but something kept her from holding that negatively against him. It was like she was too familiar with him to find anything wrong with him....but that was odd too.

She knew nothing about him.*

Loyalty?

*She was still struggling with her mind, stronger now, more meticulously. Tilting her head slightly she attempted to calm herself down a bit more and spoke again.*

I'm Loyal to the people here... to the Jedi. What do you want from me?

*Her look became curious again.*

What is it I aught to know?

Zalgo smiled, echoing the noise within her mind as feedback, as if a microphone had been placed against a speaker. She'd slowly been regaining mental coherence, and Zalgo needed to keep her unbalanced. She was still under his influence, but a free will was difficult to manipulate.

"Well, Master Alora, my will is a highly guarded secret. Only the most trustworthy of my acolytes are privy. You're a very wise Jedi, yes? Don't you think it would be wise to prove your loyalty to me, so that those who trust you might be more inclined to continue trusting your judgement."

Zalgo leaned forward, being sure to speak directly to her mind. "It would be just terrible if they began hating you, I think."

Mon Jan 30, 2012 8:12 pm by Marcus Kade

*Several more hours passed as Siegfried fell in and out of consciousness, fully aware that Hunger was still inside him. Without the clamor and thrill of battle, it had nothing to feed on so it remained dormant. The presence was faint, but he could still feel it. The wound on his side was painful, but thanks to the medics, he was no longer in any danger from it. The recovery would be long from such a grievous injury but it paled in comparison to his struggle against Hunger, as he doubted it was over...*

Sat Feb 04, 2012 5:38 pm by Marcus Kade

*A few days had now passed with Siegfried's condition more or less improving each day. He was nowhere near fighting strength, but had been able to walk around the medbay with no assistance, though his movements were slow and he walked with a noticeable limp. Still, the bacta had done its job on his wound and it had healed enough for him to be able to leave, albeit with several warnings from the medics not to push himself. The wounded warrior knew better than to leap back into the fray with such an injury and reacted with mild annoyance to their warnings as he limped out of the medcenter.*

Sun Feb 05, 2012 10:20 pm by Eruestan Duskhand

*Eruestan Duskhand had allowed for himself to be brought to the Med bay by the trooper assisting him. Before any medics had touched him, he insisted that they pay their full attention to the injured Siegfried. Suffering from exhaustion and sever burns to his chest from the lighting that had rebounded on him, he feel into a deep sleep.*

*His dreams echoed what had happened in the Tower. Seeing Naomi's body on the floor, watching himself throw the lighting at his opponent. But this time, the demon did not block it. It feel and writhed on the ground, slowly dying. Then once it had stopped, Eruestan saw himself take his blade and commence to slay all his friends. He saw what could have happened had he fell victim to the call of the Darkside. After he had defeated all those in the Tower, he watched as his dark-self returned to the base and destroyed it. Killing his master, Ko Ta. Impaling his best friend Wynn. It was too much. He jerked himself awake and found that he had been placed in a bacta tank. And with the nightmare ended, he fell back into a deep dreamless sleep.*

Sun Feb 05, 2012 11:39 pm by Anna

Anna watched Jair and Nahk's reactions to her own actions of cutting herself. They didn't understand, and they never would understand, and honestly, Anna hoped they never had to understand. Once she gave the blade to Jair, she kept her force vision on him, making sure the presence of the blade didn't attempt to overtake him. The weapon wasn't stupid, and, it belonged to her. It was tied to her. Weather Legion liked it or not, she commanded it.

And it was over. She felt rather balanced at the moment. Her mind had recovered quite a bit, save for the small, calling whisper in the back of her head. That, she supposed, she'd have to get use to. Taking in a deep breath, she figured she'd really, honestly relax now.

But then Kwon entered the room and looked at her. Anna selfconsciously looked away, unable to turn to face such an innocent being she had allowed to be harmed through her own body. And though the medic hid it well, the mental scars of what had happened to her mind would still haunt her, just as they haunted Anna. The seer wasn't blind to what Legion brought to Kwon's mind. No, she'd seen and felt it all too, and even Anna, as solid as she was in the middle of torment, had to shiver once more at what she'd caused the woman to endure.

And yet, she felt no anger or tension from her. Odd. After Nahk and Jair had left, Anna Finally managed to erase the deeper shade of shameful red from her face, and turn to look at Kwon. She held a meek expression as she took in a settling breath and asked the question that burned in her mind.

Are you afraid of me?

It wasn't a question that had anything to do with what Kwon had originally asked, but it was a question Anna had to voice. Would she be marked now as some lunatic, once a strong, steadfast Jedi Seer? She knew how to take care of herself. She understood now how to keep herself under control...but did anybody else know that?

And, did she even truly believe that?

She had to, It was the only thing that kept the whispers at bay.

*Her footsteps were frantic as the young Vahla ran into the med bay. She'd been told her master was here, and had felt his fluttering emotions through the force. Being one of her race, she knew one frightful thing. If she had felt them... she knew, they were dark things. With her amber eyes fixated on the nearest medic, she almost demanded he tell her where Master Eruestan was...but she bit back the urge to yell. Clear worry was behind her large almond shaped eyes, so, he wasn't too put off by the quick tongue of the young apprentice.

After she got the direction she was gone in the blink of an eye. Finally she'd reached a row of bacta tanks, a few of them filled. What caught her eye though was her master hanging limply in the farthest one.*

Master!

*For some reason the sight of him in such a frail state made her heart beet faster. Running over to Eruestan's tank, the girl of 16 put her hands on the glass gently and peered up at him almost pleading with him to suddenly be healed fully and to join her on the other side of the glass. As impossible as that was, to her, it didn't matter. What ever was happening to him, right now, it was deeper than just the physical. He was fighting something mentally and Naomi could feel it.*

Come on Master... pull through it... like you have so many other times....

*She pleaded silently with him. She knew he probably couldn't hear her, but it didn't matter. Just speaking it seemed to comfort her. She'd remain there now, until he at least awoke. Her dark eyes would never leave his hanging figure, and her mind would never stray too far from the inner conflict she knew was raging in his mind.*

Mon Feb 06, 2012 10:58 pm by Sharak Iskar

*Nahk gave an inward chuckle at Clem's fumbling question. The poor man didn't have a clue what happen did he? Well, there was no sense in keeping the truth from him. The Hysalarian did keep in mind to let the news out slowly. Since he did not know Clem personally, Nahk knew that the news of thwarting a Demon lord's plan could send chills down one's spine or perhaps loss of sanity. Taking in a deep breath, Nahk spoke slowly and clearly.*

Well, Clem, you see the girl you slammed into, Anna, was possessed by a Demon Lord. He goes by the name of "Legion". Up until your arrival, Master Alora was the only one who had the means of stopping Legion from raising the Jedi Base to ash. The battle was not exactly turning in our favor, but with that hard hit across Anna's head along with Master Alora's own actions, Legion was ousted out of Anna. We figured that it was enough to cut the connection from her body.

*Nahk fell silent and folded his four arms together. He wondered how Clem would take such information. His gaze fell to the girl beside him and wondered how she would react as well. Strangely enough, Nahk decided to continue so as to place a less delicate question in their minds.*

So, what are you to do now? Are you staying with us, or do you have plans to go off world?

*A very simple question, yes indeed; though mostly out of curiosity. Nahk liked to know who was here and who wasn't. It gave him a personal level with his patients, for he cared for everyone who walked in this facility. He would do this for the rest of his days.*

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*Kwon kept silent after everyone had left. Her thoughts were upon Anna whom at the moment was also silent. She did not know what to really say to her. A few hours ago, her mind had been beaten with a dark force that Kwon had never experienced before, and it had come from Anna. No, it came from Legion. Anna had been possessed by Legion and he did those things; however, Kwon could not help but feel uneasy. Silence was broken by Anna's heavy question. Kwon try to make an immediate answer, but nothing came to mind. Kwon wanted to say that she wasn't afraid of Anna, well, in a way she wasn't; however, Kwon felt that she may not have fully recovered from the experience. Gathering herself, Kwon took in a deep breath and responded slowly and carefully.*

I... Well, Anna, I'm not afraid, I'm just... uneasy. I know it was Legion who did those things, but still I... believe I'm just recovering from what happened earlier. I am sure it will pass, yes.

*In a lot of ways, this was the full truth; however, Kwon did have some slight doubts. She had heard so much of Anna and her powers. What really worried Kwon was that this wasn't the first time she was possessed. That meant Anna could be possessed again, and Kwon understood why. With Anna's powers, a lot could happen to anyone. The dark powers could unlock a whole new weapon that they could control. That reason alone, made Kwon uneasy... and perhaps... afraid.*

Sat Feb 11, 2012 11:56 pm by Eruestan Duskhand

*Wynn too had made his way down to the Med bay with Master Ko Ta. They stood with Naomi as they waited for Eruestan's bacta treatment to end. The Mandolorian was pacing up and down the row of tanks. When he heard the ding that signaled the treatment to be finished, he summoned some available medics to get Eruestan out of the tank.*

*Ko Ta had been worried about her padawan before, but never like this. His past had always put him at a disadvantage with his struggle against the Darkside. But this struggle was different. She could feel the emotions that were passing through his dreams. She feared for him, but when the bacta treatment was over, she almost leaped up from her chair, despite her old age.*

*Eruestan's eyes flickered open as the bacta tank was opened and he was moved out of it. Before any of those waiting on him could talk to him, he was whisked away to side room were he redressed in fresh robes. His chest still had a few burns that would take time to heal (if at all). After he had the cloths on, he returned to see his friends. When he saw Naomi, he ran to her and throw his arms around her, and hugged her close as if never to let go. Tears were welling up in his eyes as he held her and the vision in the tower replayed in his head.*

I will never let anything happen to you Naomi, *He whispered to her.* I promise.

Thu Mar 01, 2012 12:53 am by Anna

Anna sighed inwardly and looked away from Kwon. Why on Felucia was she attempting to hide what she truly felt? Why was she attempting not to offend Anna? Pointless, the Seer thought. Shrugging, she slowly stood to her feet and rolled her shoulders, shifting her neck from side to side and loosening up her tense muscles before looking back over to the Medic with a flat lined expression.

Uneasy is it?

She fought to keep the bitterness out of her voice. No matter what happened, no matter how many redeeming actions she preformed, nothing would win their trust back. Nothing would ever be the same. Because now, the Jedi understood just how badly the dark powers wanted her gifts. Legions' plan would have not been possible with out her, and it was all because of the stupid ability to see into the future.

No, Now, Anna would either be quietly distrusted from her forced alliance with the darkside, or violently protected from those who wished to use her as a weapon. But, did her Hybrid cousin feel the same way? Was she also one of those weapons that felt distrusted and over sheltered? Anna had never thought about that, because Paradigm always seemed to be rather.... independent. Anna was too, she supposed, but she liked people much more than Paradigm did.

Unable to hide the scoff she shook her head and spoke again in a quiet, sarcastic tone.

Just uneasy, I'd hate to see you actually afraid. You might just combust.

Clinching her teeth, she looked down at her hands and flexed her fingers.

It's alright to be afraid, of me... or, what's still inside of me. Fear keeps you from doing stupid things, like fighting a force demon alone, or flinging yourself off a tower to escape, or attempting to kill yourself so that you won't hurt anyone else.

She grinned; an expression holding no joy within it.

Fearlessness. She began, turning to face the medic again with more of a light hearted smile. Still no joy, but a wise understanding, a painful reminder of what she'd been through and how she knew a good number of the things she knew. Anna was well seasoned in the art of suffering.

Fearlessness is treated like a valuable asset by some, the Jedi, the SIth...when really, it's just looking at Fate and saying 'come and get me.' and pretending it can't hear you. Fearlessness is why I am the way I am. It's why I lost my father, my mother, my identity... my eyes.

A hollow laughter rippled freely from her lips.

Some times, Fearlessness can be equal to stupidity. You can always tell who the brave ones in a crowd are. Just listen for the most used voices. No....It's ok to be afraid.

I'm afraid.

That's why I'm still here.

*Naomi was absolutely caught off guard by her master's embrace, though she didn't, an any wise, discourage it. She welcomed the hug with one of her own, clinging to him as fiercely as he was to her, as if letting go would end both of their lives. The notion of why he was latched onto her though, made itself known in her sensitive mind. It wasn't normal....and something told the young Vahla, that, it was dark.*

Master... Master, I'm here, I'm fine.

*She said, and slowly pulled away so that she could look up at him, with her sparkling black eyes. Her round face tilted slightly and she looked questioningly at Eruestan's form. Something was totally off, and she didn't like it. Chewing on her lower lip, she spoke, softer, almost timidly.*

You're job isn't to let nothing happen to me Master... *She chose her words carefully, wondering if they were even correct. She was speaking from her gut feeling right now, something she felt the force was calling her to say...but every time she tended to act on her own, her actions had a darker nature to them. Maybe this time would be different. Maybe she'd spent enough time in Ashla's embrace to be rid of that dark streak found in all of her race.*

You're job is to teach me to defend myself...and the jedi, and all those who can't defend themselves. Jedi are the defenders of the galaxy remember Master?

*She reached up a slender bronze hand and touched his cheek, and her eyes flew wide, deep dark retinas focusing on him almost in a frightening kind of way. She suddenly felt cold and her body shivered slightly. Those dark whispers that still, so slightly plagued her beloved Master's mind, reached out eagerly to touch her's.

Because it felt familiar.*

What did you see?..... In the tower?

*Clare almost jolted at the sound of someone else entering the room, and had to peer hard at the strange snake like creature who slithered his way into the medical room. She blinked a few times, blushing after realizing she was indeed staring. Looking away, she found herself looking at Clem, quietly as he began to attach his legs back to his body. The second one -the one the team here had made- looked rather well done, professional. She'd heard about the Cloning and other medical procedures the Jedi here performed, but really, she'd only seen this base as a place to learn about the planet. Yet somewhere able to handle the riggers of wilderness this planet had to offer. Not, a place of strange magic wielding people.

And she was still denying it actually. All the telekinesis was a bit too much for her, and yet, it was all she'd seen of force use. Clare had a lot to learn.

But she could distract herself from that for now. Clem had both his legs back and he could walk. Now to work on his eyes. She found herself wanting him to see more and more for some reason, and she wasn't completely sure if it was only for his sake either. But she didn't want to admit to really wanting him to know what she looked like, because she honestly didn't know why that was so important to her.

Then again, maybe she felt that it was important to him....also.*

This is wonderful Clem! Now I um.... won't trip up and send you flying through a room again...

*She managed not to stammer at the last bit, but the truth was, she still felt awful for messing up like that. It was stupid, utterly and completely stupid and her fault for paying attention. She looked over at the serpentine medic with a tilted head and smiled as nicely as she could at the strange creature. Being one who enjoyed biology, she thought she might have seen something like him before, but she couldn't for the life of her recall what they were called, and she wasn't about to ask either....in fact, she wasn't sure what to say to him. So she just looked at Clem, setting up, dangling his legs over the side of the bed, peering off with an eyeless gaze into nothing. Piece by piece, they were putting a man back together....a man she found herself becoming quite attached to.*

Tue Mar 06, 2012 10:23 pm by Clem (Pancake Thief)

Clem smiled again. He couldn’t help it he could hear the excitement in her voice. She was glad he was getting pieced back together again. Now that he could walk it would be a bit more difficult for her to flying through a room. He grinned wider before responding. Yea now that I have my legs back I will be able to manage that end of it on my own! He laughed grinning from ear to ear. He hoped she wouldn’t feel too bad about it… he was rather well acquainted with gravity.

Still chuckling he turned to Nahk who started to explain the situation to him. Had he been able to he would have blinked several times. Through a complete accident he, with the aid of Clair of course, had quite possibly diverted the destruction of this Jedi base at the hands of someone who was possessed by a demon. And in the process he might have dispatched the demon from this Anna person. He looked over towards Nahk surprised by the news.

Well… always good to know what happened anyway. A few more accidents like that we could end up as heroes Clair! He chuckled in such a way that one could tell he would much rather not pull that stunt again if he could help it. He then posed a question to Clem that he had gone over with Clair. Although he had reassured Clair he would do his upmost to not go anywhere… she also wasn’t a part of this base’s staff. Quite technically he didn’t even know if he would have had permission to be here since his arrival was… unorthodox to say the least. Although his incidental actions sounded like they could come under consideration and aid him if it came down to deciding whether he should stay or leave.

Well… about that. He started. It wasn’t really in my plans to come here. Although… it does seem as if my presence here might have been, well, useful I suppose. And at the very least it seems my legs are now working properly. Although as far as staying here is concerned… He shifted slightly not wanting to say that most of the reason of him wanting to stay was the other new arrival standing next to him. He couldn’t give that away by looking at Clair but he blushed slightly nonetheless. Given all the unusual things that have happened to me since I have arrived here… I don’t know but I’m starting to get the feeling that I should probably hang around for at least a little bit anyway.

Wed Mar 07, 2012 2:35 am by Sharak Iskar

*Nahk watched the two interact for a moment. He figured that once his question was answered that he would give the two some privacy. Obviously, there was a connection between the two with Clair stuttering and Clem trailing off in mid sentence. Besides, Clem seemed to be in good health especially now that he had his legs back. The man did answer his question nevertheless. Since they were new, Nahk figured they haven't been assigned any civilian living spaces yet. Reaching into one of his pouches, he placed two cards on the table. Both of them had numbers on them representing a room number. One would be for Clair and the other for Clem. Nahk usually carried a few cards with him in case family members needed a place to stay while waiting on some procedure or other reasons.*

These two rooms should do well for you. There are civilian quarters nearby that you can stay in while you are here. Stay as long as you like, of course. We do not get many civilians on base, so there are always vacancies. *He gave a small bow preparing to leave.* As always, if you two need any medical attention, just let me know. While I would love to chat some more, I must tend to my patients. Good day.

*With that, he slowly slithered away leaving Clem and Clair alone.*

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*Kwon took a step back as Anna spoke to her what seemed to be a bitter tone. The woman was speechless as Anna spoke of fear and fearlessness. In some ways, it seemed twisted, and in others, it seemed like the truth. Kwon herself knew she was truly more afraid of Anna than she actually shared, but a part of her wanted to suppress the truth. Then again how could she keep the truth away from a Seer? The Seer was not a fool either. She seemed to speak knowing what the affects of the recent happenings were going to be. Mistrust, doubt, and of course fear were going to surround Anna. Kwon started to understand... a little at least. Kwon looked down and sighed. The truth could not be suppressed any longer. *

Well.. I..umm. Yes, your right... I am afraid. There.. I said it! I...

*Her voice trailed off. She didn't want to make herself like a complete fool. Then again, was she making a fool out of herself? Gah! Her mind kept going around what had Anna had said. Taking in another breath she calmed herself. Straightening her posture and clearing her mind she continued to speak.*

I do want to say that times of fearlessness are needed. I mean, does not fearlessness come from courage to confront our fears?

*She had to repeat that sentence in her head. It didn't sound like she was tripping over herself, but perhaps she was. At the moment, she really didn't want to go into the conversation much longer. She wanted time to think by herself of what had happened, but perhaps confronting it now would be better. To keep herself from speaking anymore, she just looked at Anna and hoped that the conversation would be more...lax...*

Wed Mar 07, 2012 11:55 pm by Eruestan Duskhand

*Eruestan was reluctant to let her go, but when Naomi pulled away from the embrace, he looked down into her eyes and saw her worry. Then she spoke. It hit him like a charging Bantha. She was fine, she was standing in front of him. But what she said next cut him deep. He had been a fool, of course that is not his job. A Jedi can not learn what they must if they are sheltered completely. How could he be so selfish? And as for telling her what was in the Tower, he was unsure if she should hear such things. Opening his mouth once and then shutting it almost instantly. He couldn't decide what to say. Then again, as he had in the Tower, he reached deep down to find the solution.*

You are right, Naomi. I have been selfish trying to shield you and not let you gain valuable experience. And I hope you can forgive me for that. *He reached up to her hand on his check and took it and guided it to her padawan braid.* You are a far wiser and more clever student than I. You are teaching more then I have been you. But as for what I saw in the Tower, I am unsure if I should tell you.

*After Eruestan said this, he became aware of the other two standing there. Master Ta coughed politely. She was smiling at Naomi. Clearly proud about how much the padawan knew of the Jedi after such a relatively short time.*

If I may; if you have resolved to teach Naomi and treat her more like how I trained you, then you must tell her. So what did happen? I have not yet talked to your companions and the who ordeal is still a mystery to me.

*Eruestan shuddered as he recounted his experience in the hellish Tower. Wynn was riveted at what had happened to his friend. From the approach and the battle outside, to the confrontation of personal demons, Wynn could not feel anything but respect for the brave warriors who went on what almost became a suicide mission. He regretted not being there to help his friends. But he couldn't help feel relieved that he didn't have to view the images that the young Jedi Knight was describing. As his minds eye showed him these things, his fists clinched at the sight of Naomi's body lying helplessly in the bowels of that hell hole.*

*As he recounted his journey and trials, Eruestan started shaking so badly he had to sit down. His face went pale and his eyes were out of focus. He never wanted to think about that place again, but knew that he would need to recount the tail at least once for official records. At the end of the story, he hardly looked any better than he had when they put him in the bacta tank. But when he finished, he looked at Naomi.*

That is what I saw. That is what we as Jedi must face. There is no avoiding the shadows when the light shines on you.

*Ko Ta too sat down next to her former student. She put her hand on him to help comfort him.*

Mon Mar 12, 2012 9:56 pm by Clem (Pancake Thief)

Sharak Iskar wrote:*Nahk watched the two interact for a moment. He figured that once his question was answered that he would give the two some privacy. Obviously, there was a connection between the two with Clair stuttering and Clem trailing off in mid sentence. Besides, Clem seemed to be in good health especially now that he had his legs back. The man did answer his question nevertheless. Since they were new, Nahk figured they haven't been assigned any civilian living spaces yet. Reaching into one of his pouches, he placed two cards on the table. Both of them had numbers on them representing a room number. One would be for Clair and the other for Clem. Nahk usually carried a few cards with him in case family members needed a place to stay while waiting on some procedure or other reasons.*

These two rooms should do well for you. There are civilian quarters nearby that you can stay in while you are here. Stay as long as you like, of course. We do not get many civilians on base, so there are always vacancies. *He gave a small bow preparing to leave.* As always, if you two need any medical attention, just let me know. While I would love to chat some more, I must tend to my patients. Good day.

*With that, he slowly slithered away leaving Clem and Clair alone.*

Clem hoped that despite the form of his arrival that he would be permitted to stay. However he was not directly asked how he arrived despite saying he hadn’t planned on coming. He heard something being placed on the table nearby, and after the brief explanation that was given he understood them to be the necessary access cards to get into the rooms. He smiled and glanced to Clair glad that they would be able to stay. Meanwhile Nahk left without even having introduced himself.

Well guess that end of it is settled. He said to Clair. He seemed to be less irritable then Dobs was at least. He chuckled glad that it seemed that there was at least some hope of not being stuck on a planet where the few doctors were irritable by repeat patients. Well then I suppose I should at least make sure these are working properly but we shouldn’t go too far, experience has taught me that most doctors don’t like their patients leaving without their permission, and I have heard that I’ve been discharged yet. He stood slowly and raised himself up for the first time in a while on two fully functioning legs. He stretched reaching towards the ceiling and standing on his toes making sure those too were functioning. Since they were he hopped in place slightly giving the legs a reasonable test. He turned to face Clair smiling.

Well these seem to be in order anyway. He found himself wondering even more now that he was standing what Clair looked like. He didn’t even know how tall she was so for all he could know he was staring over her head. He still was uncertain of how he would be able to get functioning pair of eyes. Not remembering how they were installed in the first place he didn’t know if additional surgery would permanently destroy his vision, or if this planet had better facilities so that they would be able to find a match to his design. He sighed wishing there was some way to know if or even when he would be able to see again.

Wed Mar 14, 2012 1:27 am by Ai'isshki

Adelle Bastiel wrote:*Adelle nodded definitively. Well she was glad that was settled. Now the question was: What next?*

"Good. Well if you're ready, we can leave here," *she said. Not to do any training of course. Adelle felt that the girl was a bit new to advanced societies. As if her reaction to the cast hadn't been an indication. She personally would feel more comfortable teaching someone who wasn't going to freak out at every new and unexplained thing. Patience was not her virtue and that would certainly try what little patience she had. No, Ai'isshki needed to acclimate herself to her new surroundings, her arm needed to heal, and Adelle probably needed to find a bigger ship. Her TwinTail was a one-person fighter only. Then she would start training.*

"Are you hungry, Ai'isshki?" *she asked.*

*Ai'isshki nods and says to her.*

"Yes we can leave.."

*As she waited for the woman to lead the way, she was growing custom to what all had happened and what all was the now as the shock began to wear off that caused her to freak out at every little thing.*

"No I am not hungry, are you?"

*She says as she looks once again up to the woman and waits intentively.*

Fri Apr 06, 2012 9:19 pm by Raven Alora

Zalgo wrote:Zalgo smiled, echoing the noise within her mind as feedback, as if a microphone had been placed against a speaker. She'd slowly been regaining mental coherence, and Zalgo needed to keep her unbalanced. She was still under his influence, but a free will was difficult to manipulate.

"Well, Master Alora, my will is a highly guarded secret. Only the most trustworthy of my acolytes are privy. You're a very wise Jedi, yes? Don't you think it would be wise to prove your loyalty to me, so that those who trust you might be more inclined to continue trusting your judgement."

Zalgo leaned forward, being sure to speak directly to her mind. "It would be just terrible if they began hating you, I think."

*Raven flinched slightly, becoming more aware of the voices now, in her mind, and out of it. Her eyes flicked around the room, reminding herself that she was indeed, still on the base. Inwardly, she began to make a list of things she knew were true. It was one way she maintained a shred of sanity in the clutches of the vanishing place.
I am Raven Alora, Jedi, Empath.
This is Felucia, I am on the Jedi base, the Hangar, and Office.
This being is Zalgo, an unknown, a friend.

Something didn't fit, and she was unsure what it was. The word Acolyte didn't settle well with her though. Closing her eyes, and once more lifting her fingers to massage her temples, she took in a breath and looked at the being again. She needed more facts, more information before making any choices that might put her, or the people of this base and planet, and galaxy at risk.*

I've been disliked by thees people before.

*She countered with a slight smile, gaining some of her language skill back.*

It is not a Jedi's job to be liked. If it were, we aren't very good at it.

*She paused. The distracting comment helped a little.* What kind of proof do you need Zalgo? I'm still a bit fuzzy headed. I don't think I can clearly decide right now, what is wise, and what is not. Give me a few more minutes though.

*She ran over the list of facts in her mind again, a few more times, attempting to find the piece of the puzzle that was askew.*

Clair had a difficult describing what she was feeling to herself. Was she excited? Oh yes she was. But as Clem found himself wishing that he could see her more and more, so she, wished he could do the same. She was unsure why this was so important to her, save for the fact that it was important for him. Then there was the notion of why his desires were partly her's. Blinking a few times, she walked over to him and put a hand on his shoulder.

I can find a map, and where the rooms are after we talk to a doctor about discharging you.

Chair said in a cheery voice, perhaps too cheery than she would have wanted it to sound. The smile that was on her face was unseen by Clem, but it certainly tented her voice.

Come on, let's go find a doctor. How does it feel to be able to walk normally again?

A slight giggle bubbled up from her lips and she shook her head again, as she took Clem by the hand, and began to lead him through the halls of the medical Facility.

Now you don't have to worry about me running you into trouble.

A unseen grin spread to her face.

I'll leave that to you.

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