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Coming Home

Mirta had a torn up dress, showing mostly everything, but she had made it.. almost.. That was until her ship crashed in a blaze of glory onto her home planet. mandolore, It was lucky she was still alive.. from both the place she had escaped and the crash, She couldn't hear anything but beeping. She could hardly move, or see, as her vision was blurry.

Mirta wanted nothing more than the pain and the senses to go away.. her mind was wrecked... she was pretty sure not all was well there. She was pretty sure Daxton had been putting somthing in her food.. as the longer she was away the more it hurt. She blacked out again.
 
Two Resol'nare class gunships, modified for firefighting and rescues raced toward the crash site. A third, military standard gunship carried two squads of Mandos, in case any occupants were hostiles, seeing as the ship came from the direction of Sith space. One could never be too careful. The three ships arrived at their destination, the firefighters getting to work on containing the flames from the burning wreckage of a familiar ship.

The third dropped the two squads nearby, so that they could start combing the area. Verz was sifting through some metal pieces, now destined for tge scrap heap. He pulled aside a large piece of plate metal, hearing the screech as it rubbed against another piece of wreckage. That's when he spotted what looked like a leg. He called out over the comms. "Hey! I got someone here! I'm gonna try and get em out!"

With that, he lifted another piece of plate metal, revealing more of the trapped person. He tossed aside some grating and wires,, trying to free the injured being. When he pulled away one last bit of wreckage, he saw her face. Mirta Kar. She had been missing for over a month. Many had assumed she just deserted and left Mandalore. Verz didn't believe it though. He knew she wasn't bthe kind of person to desert. She was unconscious, luckily with only cuts and scrapes.

Verz carefully lifted Mirta up and started carrying her to the paramedics that had set up nearby. "Don't worry Mirta. You're safe now" He spoke to her, knowing she couldn't hear, but to try and let her know, somehow, that she was back among friends.
 
The speeder bike screamed in protest as Mia pushed it to its limits towards the crash site. She ad watched he ship enter the atmosphere to fast trailing fire through the sky before disappearing into the forest with a resounding crash a few klicks from her home. She knew the forest the encircled her home well enough to negotiate low branches an the high reaching roots of some of the trees.
Upon reaching the site she found Verz and some others already there. Jumping from the speed bike she rushed to the paramedics, seeing Mirta's battered form. "Mirta!" she exclaimed. One of the paramedics stepped aside so she could see her friend properly. Running her eys over the dress, and the bruises she went deathly pale. She knew those bruises, she knew that dress. Stepping back next to Verx she allowed the paramedics to do their job.

"He got her too, ner vod..." she said softly before turning her attention to the ship. Maybe the computer had recorder the flight plan.
 
Mirta was in and out of consiousness, hearing her friends, were they her friends? Her heart felt empty... without Daxton.... She had loved him... but he was gone... no where to be found. So she had come home, and the more she was gone the more she realized he had been doing to her... Everything seemed a thousand times more senstive, she was going through withdrawal from who knew what drugs. Her ships nav computer was wiped, she didn't want them to know where his base was for some reason, part of her didn't want them to know. She couldn't understand it but before she even realized what she had been doing she had wiped the computer, as if it was second nature to do so.

Mirta was confused, She for some reason, even though every part of her self hated the idea, had feelings for the man that did this to her, she couldn't understand it.. and she was afraid, afraid that if he asked her to come back, that she would willingly. She wanted to forget and be with her comrades. They always seemed so sure of themselves. She stablized thanks to the administrations of the paramedics, as she was about to be taken wherever the paramedics were, she silently hoped one of her friends would get in the ambulance with her.. she didn't want to be alone.
 
The paramedics started preliminary treatment, treating burns and cuts with a foul smelling ointment. But they needed to get her to a hospital, to fully ascertain the full extent of injury. "Sir," the medic turned to Verz and Mia, "We need to bring her to a hospital. You are both welcome to come along,but we need to get going."


Verz simply nodded, walking up to the medspeeder, an airspeeder filled with medical equipment and a gurney to lay a patient on. Verz carefully climbed onboard, still holding Mirta. He placed her on the gurney and sat down nearby, taking off his helmet.
 

Jorn Mair

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Jorn had come with Verz and Mia as they pulled Mirta from the wreckage of the ship. Jorn looked at Verz as he took of his helmet. "Come on get us to the closest hospital now!" Jorn yelled at the medic. He was pulling battle rank on the man to get Mirta to get treated for her injurys. He could see in her eyes the destruction that Daxton had brought to her. "Verz I'll stay here and look for any evidence of foul play." He said what he meant but Verz would know that he was actually looking for anything on Daxton Bane. Jorn slamed his hand on the hull three times "Get outa here pilot!" He then turned around to check the wrekage.
 
Mirta was wheeled away towards the nearest hospital, She was treated, and found to have dozens of drugs in her system, She was a mess, and her withdrawal symptoms were only going to get worse. Mirta had been treated, most of her injuries for were actually from the crash, she didn't have a blemish on her from daxton, well maybe her butt was a little raw. She was up now, well when I say up, Well Mirta was consous thanks to the wonders of medicine, but she wasn't happy about being up, Mirta's head was still spining and she craved things... she just knw if she got a little bit of whatever it was daxton gave her it would feel better but it never came, She was a mess, a addict fighting an addiction she didn't even know how to fix.

Mirta looked around, she could actually think at this point, she had a clear enough head, it had been a while.. days, hours, minutes.. she didn't know anymore, but she could think now... She looked around... hoping that maybe someone was visiting.
 
Verz had been sitting in one of the hospital's room's chairs, dozing off and waking up several times. He and Mia had ridden with Mirta to the hospital, where Mirta was treated. Apparently, she was full of so many different drugs, it was a wonder she didn't suffer more permanent damage. Verz was waiting for Mirta to wake up, and he had fallen asleep when she finally did. He was sitting in one of the chairs next to the bed, helmet under the chair, head slumped forward, asleep.
 

Jorn Mair

Guest
Jorn searched the wreckage of the ship but it lead to nowhere. He was pissed as he threw down a hunk of metal. Everybody looked at him and wondered what was wrong. "Get back to work!" He yelled at the men. He took a deep breath and got onto his snake eyes tumbler. It roared to life with the flip of a switch. He was going full throttle all the way to the Hospital.

Jorn was outside the room talking to the Doctors about her condition as she woke up Jorn saw her head sway "Verz Shes up." He said in a soft tone though he must have not heard him. Jorn walked over to Mirta and waited for her to see him.
 

Ori'Alor Tal'Verda

Leader of the True Mando'Ade
@[member="Mirta Kar"]

ALliera walked into the room, with her helmet under her arm, a sullen look on her face. "I am the new Mand'Alor, Alliera Nakamura." Alliera said, horror at what one of her people had gone through clear in her voice "I am so sorry I couldn't protect you." Alliera leaned against a wall away from the girl, keeping a respectfull distance, while still being protective. One obvios thing though, was that Alliera would be planning a trip to Dromund Kaas in the near future.
 

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