Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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Zesiro's smile vanished as Nolan suddenly went limp. She moved quickly, catching him before he could hit the floor and carefully lowering him down.

"Medic!" she called out, keeping one hand beneath his head. "I need a medic over here!"

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Zesiro realized what he was doing and casually turned her back to give him some privacy, folding her arms across her chest as she waited.

"Could've warned me before you started changing," she commented dryly. "Let me know when you're decent."

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Zesiro turned back around once he was dressed and followed him through the process of checking out of the medical facility. Once they were outside, she glanced toward Nolan.

"So, what do you want to do now?"

Before he could answer, her stomach gave a noticeable growl. Zesiro looked down at it for a moment before chuckling. "Apparently, food is my vote."

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Zesiro considered their options for a moment before giving a small shrug. "How about somewhere with a good burger?" she suggested. "After all that sparring and sitting around the medical center, I could use something substantial."
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