First Reply Don't Worry, I'm A Doctor

[Iris Arani]

It happened in a flash.

An explosion, a crash, a meteorite, some other destructive force, she didn't know. Iris had been passing by on her way to the clinic down in the undercity of Coruscant she'd decided to help out in her spare time when something erupted in a flash of fire. Danger filled the colors, dark and savage. A warning in the Force that gave her enough time to at least pull some of the people close by towards her and behind the ripped off door of a speeder she caught. Fire rushed over, singing her hair, singing her clothing. Singing all of them, really.

Once the wave faded, she lowered down the door from her grasp, turned her gaze towards the trio she had caught. Various people, various species, all bewildered and confused. Panicked. She smiled, setting a hand on one of the burns. The colors in her mind bloomed. Pain, hurt, fear, she pulled those colors from the wound. Slowly but steadily reducing what was a terrible burn to something more manageable.

".. Okay, there. You should be good. Get moving, all of you. Don't look back, find someone to help."

She flashed a brief smile before turning her gaze to the fire. Two didn't hesitate, but a younger Nautolan reached up to take her sleeve. "What about you? You're hurt."

Iris chuckled, bringing a far more confident grin before she stood up.

"Don't worry about me. I'm a doctor."

Then she took up, sprinting right for the burning building. She could see the people trapped inside, their colors darkening the natural flow in the Force. Fear and pain. Through that alone she'd find her way to them. She reached up, pulling on different colors. Ripping at the front door to send that sailing to the side. Fire burned within, but she paid it little mind as she started to run through. There were people who needed her help, and a Jedi never stopped being a Jedi, even with a doctorate.

 

[Nathan Bloodscrawl]

Wearing: Interceptor Gear

Armed With: Nathan's Saberstaff


He was one of the first on the scene when he sensed the danger, in-between assignment. He had been teleporting into the building to get people trapped on higher levels. But the blaze was growing more intense, making teleporting much less practical Force Teleport could get you out of an amazingly high number of tight spots, but not all, and certainly not when you were teleporting into the danger zone.

Hesitantly, he had gotten desperate enough to start using the Pyrokinesis he had learned (It disgusted him to no end having this ability, due to who had murdered his wife) to try and reduce the intensity of the flames.

When he spotted Iris Arani running towards the burning building, he called out to her.

"Hey slow down! Lemme reduce the flames a bit!"

The flames in front of Iris would slowly start to subside, clearing away a path for her to move safely. He sighed. Jedi these days...you wouldn't see no Gulag Era Padawan rushing in like that...

 

[Iris Arani]

"Hey slow down! Lemme reduce the flames a bit!"

"Go for it, if you can, but I'm not slowing down!"

She had no reason to. The colors of the Force showed the path she needed to weave through the colors. Find the people trapped within. Her hands moved, pulling a burning railing right from where it'd collapsed to show the person trapped underneath. She didn't hesitate, stepping through the flames to get by their side, reach through the Force, and start to heal them. They were in a bad way, and it'd only get worse as the fires grew, but they needed to be treated before she could get them out.

At least enough to keep them from bleeding through the wound in their stomach.

Flesh knitted itself together as she guided the colors, and eventually she'd let out a sigh of relief as blood stopped leaking. Then she lifted them over her shoulder to book it right back out again. One down, but there were still more.

 

[Nathan Bloodscrawl]

Nathan began to get a better grip on the Pyrokinesis as he began to further reduce the intensity of the flames around Iris Arani , so it would be somewhat easier.

He remembered the vast Destruction Darth Phyre was capable of. He dared not think of his bond to that monstrosity she had been remade into.

He got closer, clamping down on his emotions before they threatened to remind him of Dantooine.

He didn't want this ability. But even he couldn't deny it's potency. After all, Phyre and Syd alike killed thousands with it, turning infernos into blazing hellstorms.

But first, you had to learn how to douse the flame before you started one.

Nathan got closer to the burning building, straining as he fell to his knees to more properly dampen the flames, maybe even allow Iris to get closer to other survivors.

 

[Iris Arani]

Iris didn't hesitate. The flame dying down enough to make her path easier just meant she could move faster. She wasn't as fast as she had been. Neglect wasn't the right term for it, but her focus had been on her studies, not her abilities. But it was enough. The colors lead her where she needed to go. To the people trapped within, at least until the Coruscant Fire Department arrived to help.

Then her job switched. With the professionals there, she turned to her own job. Being a doctor. She tied up her hair, uncaring of the slight burns on her skin, and started triage.

Nathan Bloodscrawl

 

[Nathan Bloodscrawl]

Nathan, once the firefighters had arrived, at last relaxed his Pyrokinesis, letting go of his grip over the flames. His demeanor immediately went back to that cold, mirthless, and frozen expression as he began treatment of the injured. It was not his first scrape. He had been burned himself.

He wordlessly put on gloves and a mask and began treating those with second and first degree burns. One of the people that had been trapped, tried to walk up and thank him, only to stop as they noticed all the little oddities about Nathan, like his unnatural lack of motion when simply standing, to the degree it was extraordinarily difficult to tell if he was breathing. Or the stiff way he moved. Cold eyes narrowed to points as the man had approached, not bothering to look at the patient he was treating as he expertly applied the spray and injections. The man just took a look and decided it was enough he was alive and left. Nathan went back to treating patients.

"Do you have any spare Bacta patches? I'm starting to run low." he called out to Iris Arani .

 

[Iris Arani]

"Check with the paramedics, I didn't have any supplies on hand." Iris didn't even look towards the voice to reply. She was focused on mending the worse wounds after the patients had been sorted. Using the Force to heal people wasn't an easy task, but it was getting easier for Iris to handle it. The more she understood the body, the easier it was to knit it back together. Human or otherwise.

"This one's ready for transport!" She stood up, walking to the next. There was still so much to be done.

Nathan Bloodscrawl