Kiskla Grayson-Matteo
Redeemer
Following the events of: Rocks and Hard Places
Said pilot was basically comatose in her focus; and essentially only sitting upright because of the seat's backing. Her complexion was wan, and sweat dotted her hairline and brow; the poison pumping through her veins was under control, but she had been exhausted from her duel on Katarr that she couldn't give it all the focus necessary to extract it from her body.
So, she sought help.
Unfortunately, help was in the depths of Republic space, which was quite far from Katarr; and the ticking hours had taken it's toll on the girl's body. When her ship touched down, the flight control was concerned because nobody stepped out instantly. Republic guards marched up her gangway ramp and straight through the layout of her ship, she could barely rise to greet them. But, she had to split her focus once they did come to her, and the black veil that had been painted over her eyes disappeared.
"Jedi Grayson!" They seemed astounded; they'd seen her in battle before, and never like this. One of the soldiers darted forward and propped her up on his shoulders.
"I need.." her breaths were short, and she had sincerely hoped it wouldn't come to this. Heck, it would have been better if one of her own Jedi had carried her in. On that note, before going into stasis mode with self-preserving meditation, she'd overriden her last message to @[member="Marcello Matteo"] and updated him with the new coordinates. "Jedi Healer's Circle." She saw them glance between each other, not knowing where that was. Great. With an ounce of energy that should have been used to keep herself alive, she poured an image of the rebuilt area into their minds, so they could efficiently and effectively transport there. At first, they seemed uncomfortable with Ashla being used on them, but they quickly got to work and stuffed her into a speeder, where she leaned against the cab wall for support, furrowing her brows in focus. She could see the Vong Poison's molecules being defeated by her, but she needed more.
Soon, the party arrived at the mouth of the Circle.
@[member="Rianna Organa"] | @[member="Cathbodua"] | @HEALERS
Coruscant
Crimson II hurtled through Republic Space toward the coordinates that the pilot had designated.
Said pilot was basically comatose in her focus; and essentially only sitting upright because of the seat's backing. Her complexion was wan, and sweat dotted her hairline and brow; the poison pumping through her veins was under control, but she had been exhausted from her duel on Katarr that she couldn't give it all the focus necessary to extract it from her body.
So, she sought help.
Unfortunately, help was in the depths of Republic space, which was quite far from Katarr; and the ticking hours had taken it's toll on the girl's body. When her ship touched down, the flight control was concerned because nobody stepped out instantly. Republic guards marched up her gangway ramp and straight through the layout of her ship, she could barely rise to greet them. But, she had to split her focus once they did come to her, and the black veil that had been painted over her eyes disappeared.
"Jedi Grayson!" They seemed astounded; they'd seen her in battle before, and never like this. One of the soldiers darted forward and propped her up on his shoulders.
"I need.." her breaths were short, and she had sincerely hoped it wouldn't come to this. Heck, it would have been better if one of her own Jedi had carried her in. On that note, before going into stasis mode with self-preserving meditation, she'd overriden her last message to @[member="Marcello Matteo"] and updated him with the new coordinates. "Jedi Healer's Circle." She saw them glance between each other, not knowing where that was. Great. With an ounce of energy that should have been used to keep herself alive, she poured an image of the rebuilt area into their minds, so they could efficiently and effectively transport there. At first, they seemed uncomfortable with Ashla being used on them, but they quickly got to work and stuffed her into a speeder, where she leaned against the cab wall for support, furrowing her brows in focus. She could see the Vong Poison's molecules being defeated by her, but she needed more.
Soon, the party arrived at the mouth of the Circle.
@[member="Rianna Organa"] | @[member="Cathbodua"] | @HEALERS