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Seeing as she had some time to herself now, Samara takes a seat on the crude steel bed... A far cry from the comfort of her old lavish bed. The cold steel against her flesh reminded her even more of home, from the time she was first awoken by her dark lord. Her pale hand runs against the metal, a sigh escapes from the young Sith as she tries to think about what to do. Yet her train of thought was halted by the two Jedi showing up to speak with her once more, the temptation to try her lightning out of pure spite was there, yet for once she cast the thought aside.
"Well, I can already comply with half that request, Jedi."
The Sith snickers, pointing to their now useless eye that had been covered with a crude medical patch. She peels the patch back, exposing that it was shrapnel that had destroyed the eye. The bleeding continued slightly as the patch was taken off, and a small, fresh crimson streak ran down the young woman's cheek.
"I would request an actual eyepatch, and if I am worth the effort... I still feel the metal logged within, I am surprised it isn't infected yet."
She figured the request for her to close her eyes was so that Carnifex couldn't see them, figuring it was best to comply she closes her eyes shut, though her wounded eye had nerve damage and Samara had to manually close it with her hand. She feels Yenna's hand press against her flesh, expecting some sort of mind trick she braces for the worst... Only to feel an odd warmth? Both Yenna and Iris would see the metal being removed thanks to the healing, it makes a clinging sound as it falls to the floor. Her nerves start to come back to life, a spark within her corrupted eye. All the while, it was no doubt that Yenna could feel the stinging corruption that radiated off the skin of the agent.
Samara had felt no pain, just a strange sensation as her flesh came back to life. Once this was all done, she... She could see... Why did- The shock was clear on her face, it was hard to think.
"W-Why? Why do you show me kindness I would never show you? I don't understand..."
The young Sith couldn't understand, a warmth formed in her own colors for a small moment.
"Th-Mm.. Thank you."
A simple response, but one that showed some small level of progress at least.
"What kind of drink? Something to help me forget reality?"
She says in a sarcastic tone.
"Well, I can already comply with half that request, Jedi."
The Sith snickers, pointing to their now useless eye that had been covered with a crude medical patch. She peels the patch back, exposing that it was shrapnel that had destroyed the eye. The bleeding continued slightly as the patch was taken off, and a small, fresh crimson streak ran down the young woman's cheek.
"I would request an actual eyepatch, and if I am worth the effort... I still feel the metal logged within, I am surprised it isn't infected yet."
She figured the request for her to close her eyes was so that Carnifex couldn't see them, figuring it was best to comply she closes her eyes shut, though her wounded eye had nerve damage and Samara had to manually close it with her hand. She feels Yenna's hand press against her flesh, expecting some sort of mind trick she braces for the worst... Only to feel an odd warmth? Both Yenna and Iris would see the metal being removed thanks to the healing, it makes a clinging sound as it falls to the floor. Her nerves start to come back to life, a spark within her corrupted eye. All the while, it was no doubt that Yenna could feel the stinging corruption that radiated off the skin of the agent.
Samara had felt no pain, just a strange sensation as her flesh came back to life. Once this was all done, she... She could see... Why did- The shock was clear on her face, it was hard to think.
"W-Why? Why do you show me kindness I would never show you? I don't understand..."
The young Sith couldn't understand, a warmth formed in her own colors for a small moment.
"Th-Mm.. Thank you."
A simple response, but one that showed some small level of progress at least.
"What kind of drink? Something to help me forget reality?"
She says in a sarcastic tone.