Inanna Harth
Jedi Knight
“Okay, good point.” Finding a good doctor could be a pain even when you weren’t on Narsh.
“Those types of ships are mainly used to treat war refugees,” she said, hammering out a message and punching in the coordinates. “They were used to carry survivors away from Lao-mon after the Battle of Goshen. We had them bring the refugees to the camp on Erakhis.”
“Well, for one, you’re going to have to do the paperwork, since I haven’t got a fake ID yet, let alone all the other stuff they might ask for. And since you used to be a member of the Order, they shouldn’t be too suspicious of you, which means they probably won’t ask questions.” The console chimed a response. The Rejuvenator was willing to take them.
As the stars blurred into white lines, there was nothing left to do but wait. Inanna glanced over at Cato rocking Serena in his arms, then went over and sat in his lap. Curling her body around the baby’s, she stroked Serena’s hair, then glanced up at Cato. “You know, if what she has is contagious, we’re probably going to get sick too,” she said. Not that it would make any difference, but she figured she’d warn him.
“Those types of ships are mainly used to treat war refugees,” she said, hammering out a message and punching in the coordinates. “They were used to carry survivors away from Lao-mon after the Battle of Goshen. We had them bring the refugees to the camp on Erakhis.”
"I did. Yeah," He peered at her more studiously, "Why?"
“Well, for one, you’re going to have to do the paperwork, since I haven’t got a fake ID yet, let alone all the other stuff they might ask for. And since you used to be a member of the Order, they shouldn’t be too suspicious of you, which means they probably won’t ask questions.” The console chimed a response. The Rejuvenator was willing to take them.
As the stars blurred into white lines, there was nothing left to do but wait. Inanna glanced over at Cato rocking Serena in his arms, then went over and sat in his lap. Curling her body around the baby’s, she stroked Serena’s hair, then glanced up at Cato. “You know, if what she has is contagious, we’re probably going to get sick too,” she said. Not that it would make any difference, but she figured she’d warn him.