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Fixing What is Broken

Cedric Dorn

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Diana lay within a bed on a medical frigate in the middle of Republic space. Her body was hooked up to a dozen or so machines, droids monitoring her vitals signs, bacta being pumped into her blood, an oxygen mask forcing her to breath. She was no longer being kept alive by her own vital organs, but instead by the dozens of mechanical contraptions that surrounded her. She was not the only one like this, dozens of troopers and Jedi had been injured in the invasion of Ossus. Some with leg wounds, some with head trauma, and some who had simply been shot.

Most of the doctors aboard this particular medical ship agreed however, Diana was the worst.

Her body lay shattered and broken, her nerves worked over time in delivering pain to every fiber of her being and her brain was on the verge of shutting down completely. Diana's list of injuries was extensive, her fight with Mikhail Shorn has not been pleasant. The doctors chart on the foot of the bed read like a list of horror.

A Shattered Arm, Broken Collar Bone, Four Broken Ribs, A leg filled with shrapnel, and a plethora of cuts, scrapes, and other deep wounds. On top of this she had received severe head trauma and had been stabbed with one of the most painful weapons in the entire galaxy, Devaronian Blood-Poison.

The pain of the poison rushed through her, and every few moments through the pain became to much and Diana had to gasp for breath. Every single fiber of her being winced with pain, waves of throbbing passed over her every few minutes, ensuring that she had not slept in days. The Jedi Knight had run out of tears from the hurt, and now simply lay in her bed, shattered and broken, her eyes staring at the ceiling, fluttering closed every time another wave of pain hit her.

From where she had been stabbed with the poison blade a spiderweb of dead nerves crawled out, blackened and rendered useless by the absolute suffering the venom had brought on.


As she lay there in a fog Diana could hear the screams of others, the soldiers and Jedi who had been injured on Ossus. Her heart throbbed with pure despair as she heard them, though no tears came to her eyes. The tattoo's on her face seemed to burn for some strange reason and she clutched the sheets on her bed with all the strength she could muster. This was suffering.

The Jedi Knight lay still, wordlessly pleading to the Force to make it stop.
@[member="Rianna Organa"] @[member="Cathbodua"]
 
The problems with war was not always what it took to win, or how the losing side should be treated. It all too often became evident that it was the ones who fought the war, survived the war that needed the most help. The medical frigate, Mercy had joined up to the fleet to provide aide to those who paid such prices to the Republic. Rianna stood looking down the ward, she took a deep breath and prepared for what lay ahead, to look at the injuries of those here.

Rianna was standing at the foot of the bed of a Jedi Knight, one who she did not know. One who was severely broken she could sense the fight within to stay alive, moving up along side the bed looking down into the face of this young woman. The bones easily set to begin mending had been done by a droid. Rianna looked at the data paid report indicated that she had devaronian blood poisoning, this was known to come from contact with the devaronian blood poison gem, if the blade was made of the gem than the stabbing introduced the poison into the young jedi's system.

Rianna could feel the waves of pain she eased back the skill of empathy, and looked down into the eyes of this knight, "I am Rianna, I am here to help" There was one way Rianna knew to draw poison out, it would mean finding the alien substances in her blood and expelling it, or crushing it with the mind. The force allowed for them to see such and destroy in such a way. Rianna could easily give her something to ease the pain but it would also dull the mind, and Rianna needed this knight to be aware.

They cannot revive what is already dead, or could they. Rianna motioned for the one healer who attended with her a young initiate named Mailynn. She carried a box with her, the contents within would only travel with certain healers and then only by permission. Relief from the ravages of war was one reason.

Rianna directed Mailynn to place the box on the table, as she did so she nodded and then stepped away. Rianna placed her hand on the box, "What is in here will help, the poison within must be removed" Rianna tilted her head, "I am going to try and remove it, slowly." Slowly was not meant to keep the Jedi in pain, but to try and fix damage before it killed her. "Any questions?"

@[member="Diana Moridena"]
 

Cedric Dorn

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Diana looked at the Jedi master, her eyes glazed over with pain and her senses barely aware. She took a deep breath through the mask and let a shudder run through her entire body as a wave of pain struck through her. She let out a small squeak in response, the pain being too much to bare. A frown formed on her face and her eyes welled up with tears again, though they seemed not to flow from her eyes.

The Jedi Knight simply stared at the Jedi master for another few seconds, pain running through her.

Finally she gave the woman a nod, it was the only response she could muster. Her vocal cords were absolutely shattered and her mind seemed to be nearly broken. She had no idea how she would survive any more pain, but she would manage. Slowly Diana began to grip the sheets on the bed, preparing herself for the onslaught of pain that was about to come.
@[member="Rianna Organa"]
 
A nod was enough, Rianna turned and removed one of the most precious items within the Circle of Healers, the Healing Crystals of Fire, this single item had been known to bring the most deathly ill back from the edge of death. Rianna waved her hand above the crystal as she carefully placed it on the table, concentrating on the force she pushed the effects of the crystal out over the ward.

The Circle at one time had twelve of these crystals now they only had four and Rianna and all healers protected them with their lives. As the healing powers of this crystal floated out and began to touch the patients, other healers stood to assist the patients by funneling the force into their bodies, making them stronger.

Rianna turned her gaze upon the woman before her holding her hands above her body she closed her eyes and focussed on her focussed on what was within her blood, what was causing her terrible pain. Much like what Mara Jade had done, Rianna isolated the poison as she found it and began to destroy it slowly. It was painstaking work, and would take hours, if not a few days to ensure it was all gone. The bones within were mended together the force reinforced the mending promoting healing.

Rianna after two hours of standing over the patient, was finally to the point where she could do no more. She had to stop and rest in order to continue. She blinked looking down, how was the woman doing? She tried to smile but dark circles under her eyes showed how tired she was. The pain was not gone, Rianna knew this, but had it eased? Rianna reached over and touched her forehead, "It will take time you will not die"

@[member="Diana Moridena"]
 

Cedric Dorn

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Pain rushed through Diana over and over again. It was almost unbearable. She wanted to scream each time she felt Rianna do anything. She wanted to claw and paw at the sheets, she wanted to do anything, but she was not strong enough.

This was not darkside healing. It was not the healing itself that caused Diana so much hurt, but instead it was the mending and weaving together of her flesh, it was the destruction of the poison in her veins. It hurt her in ways that were indescribable. Yet she felt it fade away after a time, the pain slowly soften and wither. Whatever Rianna was doing, was working. She could feel it working.

She smiled slightly, the first smile in days since Ossus.

“Thank you.” Two words were able to pass through Diana's lips, barely audible through the oxygen mask.
 
Rianna tired, her own body in need of rest. "No need to thank me, you try to rest if you can" Rianna looked out, "Your companions seem to all be responding well to treatment." Rianna's dark eyes seem to touch each bed, each face sensing their pain, their doubt, their fear. Force Healing could do many things, and yet there were many things it could not. In the wrong hands this knowledge could do harm, rather than good. One reason all Healer were carefully screened and taught.

It was not unusual for patients in time of great pain to begin to feel the mortality of their own existence. Causing panic, but once healing began and hope was restored everything became more clear, even for Jedi. Rianna looked at Diana Moridena, she seemed a bit more relax at least her fingers had uncurled from the sheets which she had been gripping so hard her nails had cut through the fabric.

"I'll be back in a couple of hours, rest" Rianna walked out and headed to another room where she could rest and renew her strength in the force, so that she could begin again to ensure all poison was from Diana's body.

@[member="Diana Moridena"]
 

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