Private In Times of Need, Help You Will Received

[Lisandro Kantor]

Location: Ord Mantell - Southeast of the City - Outside an Incinerator Facility
Tags: Yusa Yssah
Equipment: Outfit - Lightsaber
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Kantor had just run out of the building, his suit disheveled, parts of his clothing had tears that can be seen and a bit of blood dripping from his head. With an officer soon come out after him, running towards the vehicle they had used to get here, both ran to different direction but with the same task, find medical help. The officer will go to hospital to get paramedics, whilst Kantor try to find anyone who has medical items and anyone who can administer first aid in the area, since their location is quite far from the hospital, and they will need time to ready the necessary supplies. Kantor thought to himself as he ran looking for places that has people,
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"We should have been more prepared..... I should have been more prepared....."
"I thought I could handle it and be more helpful when I first came here"​

Rewinding to a few weeks ago, Kantor was tasked by the Council to Ord Mantell to aid the local law enforcement to deal with a crime syndicate who's been selling drugs that's not only addictive but highly dangerous to the person taking it, as it has taken at least 75% of its users. When he arrived at Ord Mantell, he introduced himself to the local law enforcement, where he then was given up to speed to the current situation. He starts of by asking around and getting to know people who knows about the syndicate. After a while, Kantor had managed to capture a few of the syndicate members so they can gain some intel on their operations. Kantor was the lead interrogator, as he questions the syndicate members one by one. It took quite the convincing and pressure to get them to spill important information, where Kantor was given information about where the drugs are being produced, which was located at the southeast district, inside a medium sized incinerator facility. They had to confirm the validity of the information given to them, so they stake the place out and try to get eyes inside the building. After a few days, they confirm the lab was indeed in that location, so Kantor and the local law enforcement began to ready their equipment for their raid on the syndicate's lab.

What should have been a quick and clean raid on a crime syndicate lair inside a building that used to be a hotel, became a chaotic and shocking one. Kantor and the local law enforcement had managed to take down the syndicate members and captured a few, but they put up a damaging fight, as syndicate members not only had the equipment and fire power but also the tenacity to not let the facility be taken. 20 people participated in the raid, 8 of them was killed, 7 was gravely injured, with Kantor and the rest had small injuries. But their problems didn't just end there, as Kantor and an officer cleared out the rest of the area and delved deeper into the lab, whilst the rest of the able-bodied officers tend to the wounded, they found a cell filled with people ranging from different ages. But they noticed these people were unresponsive, their complexion was greenish, and their body temperatures were very hot. Kantor found a note at a table near the cell, where he found out that they been testing the drugs on these people to "improve" and tinker the drugs they were making. They gave these people basic first aid, but they know it won't have much effect, and they need something to not only detoxify the toxins inside their body but also stabilize their health. Their comms was down due to the EMP blast during the start of the raid, so they had to go get help themselves.

Back to Kantor current situation, Kantor was knocking on buildings asking for help, but they either cannot help or unwilling to help, as now everyone knows that they raided a crime syndicate lab, and these people don't want to be a part of it. Even after he had gone through 4 buildings so far, he doesn't want to give up and believes there is someone who can and is willing to help him. He went on the next building, knocking on the door with a desperate voice,
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"Please, is there anyone who can help"
"There are people who are wounded and poisoned, who needs aid"​

 

[Yusa Yssah]

Location : Ord mentell Tag : Lisandro Kantor Equipment : light saber, medikit, blaster,

I walk around with my usual cheerful air, swinging freely in the middle of all the chaos that is Ord Mantell, a perfect place for me. There are the wounded, drugs, violence, blood. It reminds me of old memories from wars I experienced in a more distant time.

I don't say anything, though. I walk along the walls of the buildings, dodging stray bullets and shots coming in my direction. Crime is rampant here, and I think to myself that I could clean up a little. Something catches my eye: a man seems to be looking for help. He has a strange look a funky afro, a shiny suit. What an odd character. Well, who am I to judge? I look like a child with skin made of gold. I'm not one to talk.

With quick steps, I approach him as I see him desperately knocking on a door. The people won't answer, this is war.
I stand behind him and make my presence known.

"Give up, the people here are too wrapped up in themselves to help you. Let me guess, you need a healer, right? What's your fight?"

I tilt my head to the side with a mischievous smile. If he looks at my belt, he'll see that I too carry two lightsabers. But as for figuring out where my loyalties lie... well, that might be a bit trickier

'Maybe i can help to heal you and win this place ? My name is Yusa and i'm a healer independant"

 

[Lisandro Kantor]

Tags: Yusa Yssah
Equipment: Outfit - Lightsaber
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The longer it takes to find help, the less chances they'll have to save the people back at the incinerator facility, Kantor thought to himself. If only he had brought more medical supplies, if only he was a healer, those were the thoughts that was rushing in his head as he desperately continues to find help. He began to become angry, but not at the people who did not want to help, he understands their reasoning. He's angry at himself, thinking that maybe there was a way to prevent the casualties, even though he tries not to think that way. But then, he noticed someone approached him and began talking to him. He replied after hearing what he already knows that civilians tend to steer away from this kind of situation,

"I know that, but that doesn't mean they should ignore someone...."
"Wait..."​

He paused before continuing after realizing she might give the aid, he so needed from what he had just heard from her,

"You're a healer you said?"
"I am a Jedi, I was a part of a raid team not far from here, I need someone to help us tend wounded officers and civilians who were kept prisoners and are heavily poisoned due to drugs being fed to them"​

Kantor told her who he is and explained briefly the situation his in and why he needs someone who proficient in the medical department. During the conversation, he noticed and felt that she is no ordinary healer, but Kantor has not time for any further inquiries, if she is offering her aid, he can't say no. If she is willing to help, that is good enough, he'll pay her back whatever is asked from asking her aid, if it means he can save those people.

"If you're willing to help me tend to the people at the incinerator facility, I'll pay you whatever you asked or give you whatever you want, just as long as you help heal them"​

He said in as a hint but noticeable tone of desperation can be heard, with his body language was also becoming a bit jittery, wanting to go back to the incinerator facility and bring her along if she agrees. He tries his best to not let his emotion cloud his mind and judgment, but due to his age and the situation he is in, his emotion still slips through but still manageable. They'll have to run as fast as they can to the location as time is of the essence, Kantor is already readying himself to lead her back to the facility.

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[Yusa Yssah]

Money? I would have accepted willingly, but I'm not here for that today. If there are injured people involved, I need to treat them; I can't leave them in this condition. I don't know how many there are or the extent of their injuries, but I may need to call on my medical ship if there are too many to treat all at once.

'I'll have to decline; I'm not here for the money. However, take me to them. Let's go treat them. Jedi. Patient don't need money, my cure is free for who asked. '

I start running with him. I'm quite fast despite my small stature, and he can also see that I have a lightsaber on my belt. I know how to fight as well.
I follow him to the area where all the injured are. We run through this chaotic environment, and I don't seem at all intimidated by the urgency of the situation. My gray aura doesn't falter; I'm used to working in risky environments.

I wonder what kind of mess they've gotten themselves into. They're attacking an enemy squad and then they're surprised things are going wrong? Well, that's the nature of war. My job is to get everyone back on their feet. What they do after that is up to them, it's their problem.

'So, explain the situation to me.'

I put on my white gloves, ready to get to work.
Lisandro Kantor

 

[Lisandro Kantor]

Tags: Yusa Yssah
Equipment: Outfit - Lightsaber
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Kantor started to run ahead of Aileen, so he could lead the way to the incinerator facility. He was glad someone was willing to help him, but still worried if this person will be able to heal the wounded and thought to himself what if he's not enough. But Kantor shook his head and told himself in his mind not to think that way and he needs to believe. Kantor has had lesson on taking care of the injured back in the temple, even though as an assistant, that will still prove useful to aid Aileen with the number of wounded there are.

"We have a bunch of officers with serious injuries, they took a blast from a Rocket and few who survive was cut open or had parts of their body blown off from the impact"
"Then there's also civilians who had been used as test subject for drugs, and it seems they just had been given a new dose which seem to be killing them faster than the drugs being sold by these syndicate"
" they're being treated as much as we could back at the facility"
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Kantor paused and closed his eyes for a few seconds longer before he continued his sentence,

"But without proper medical care, they will never make it out alive"​

Soon they would reach where the officers and the civilians are, it was chaotic as before he had left to find help. The officer who are still healthy are frantically trying to keep these people alive with what they barely have, using whatever they could scrounge up in the lab whilst waiting for either Kantor or an ambulance to bring capable help. He went over to officers looking at the patients and asked the situation.

"We did as much as we could to stall and tend to them, but we won't be able to do this for long"
"Did you managed to find anyone who could help?"​

One of the tending officers asked Kantor, to which he replied,

"I managed to find a healer to help us"​

Kantor was about to discuss which patient is needed to be healed and taken care of first, but suddenly another officer scream asking for help, saying that one of the wounded officers is going into shock. He ran to officer who's going into shock whilst ushering Aileen to them. The person can be seen shaking intensely as blood pouring out more than before, the officer tries to hold the pressure they were putting on the leg that is ripped open. Kantor immediately help by holding down the person who's going into shock, so it won't make thing much worse than it already is.

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[Yusa Yssah]

We arrive together where the patients need to be cared for, my gaze sweeping the room naturally to estimate an initial diagnosis. Indeed, I'm going to have a lot of work to do.

My gaze then turns to my interlocutor who answers my previous question, explaining that these are officers and soldiers in need of care of all types, drugs, minor and major injuries. I nod during this explanation to indicate that I'm listening attentively, another person comes up to him and asks if he's found any help, and he replies that he has.

I take out my datapad and call my ship, telling it to park at precise coordinates, but alas, it's at the spaceport, so by the time it arrives I'll have already done one or two operations to help all those poor people in trouble.

I put my hand to my face when I see a man convulsing, and they all rush to help him. The situation is worse than I'd hoped. Following the group in my turn, I quickly reach into my satchel and pull out a small syringe.

With a precise gesture, I administer a sleeping pill to calm the convulsion, but it won't be enough, I have to find the cause to prevent it from happening again, it could be numerous, brain trauma, a blood clot, you name it, I need more information on this patient so I get out my Medscan and do a full body scan to determine what's wrong. The cause of the conversion may simply also be due to losing a lot of blood and having received a shock.

While I wait for the results to arrive on my data pad, I get out some bandages and Bacta and get busy disinfecting the area of his leg where it's pissing blood.

"A torn leg, I can fix that. I'll have to fix it right away."

I get out my toolkit, some disinfectant, once the patient is asleep I start operating after disinfecting everything so I can quietly operate on the patient's leg, with my forceps and scalpel, I look inside his leg to see the damage.

"Oh boy, this is going to be no picnic."

I pick up my drainage tube to increase visibility during the operation; it will serve to drain all the excess blood and give me a better view. Many of the ligatures are broken, so I grab my spool of wire, start clamping and restructuring all this point despite the urgency of the situation my hands aren't shaking at all at worst if I have to use force to heal the patient. I give him my datapad which, thanks to the medscan, can display the patient's condition.

"Can you monitor the patient's condition on my datapad please? Let me know if his vital signs are dropping..."

Lisandro Kantor

 

[Lisandro Kantor]

Tags: Yusa Yssah
Equipment: Outfit - Lightsaber
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Kantor could only watch in a sense of awe, as Aileen began to help the officer who was going into shock, whilst he helps keeping him from moving around. Any sense of doubt regarding her abilities as a healer began to go away, watching her due her work smoothly, where not only she administers medical help but also diagnosing the officer proficiently.

"Yeah, I can help monitor his vitals"​

Kantor took the datapad from Aileen to help monitor the officer whilst she performs the medical procedure on the officer leg. Kantor isn't used to see this kind of gore and wounds before, as his previous mission has never gotten this bad before. He has seen slashes, broken bones, or burns but never such a gruesome scenery. But Kantor knows he must take it all in, so he can learn and be less fazed from this kind of situation.

Whilst Kantor aid Aileen on taking care of this officer leg, the rest are also busying themselves with rest of the wounded. One officer would come next to Kantor to give him an update that they managed to patch up and stabilize 2 officers for the moment, they were the lucky ones from the group of wounded officers, as they had broken a few of their bones and also some concussion. He also told Kantor that they found a suitcase in the lab, filled with unlabeled vials, there no notes or whatsoever regarding what these vials are. He speculated and hoped these are antidote the crime syndicate for the drugs they made, so they could not only use it to help the drugged civilians but also make batches for them to help other people who had taken them. But all of these are speculations, and they can only get someone from the research teams to test these vials to confirm what they are.

Other than that, there's really not much of good news the officer can tell him, as there are still 4 more officers who are still wounded and currently being taken care of by the others. The drugged civilians are still unresponsive, and their health has not changed from when they are found at first, their temperature are cold and their complexion pale. They still have a long road ahead of them, but Kantor believe they can help them all and will not lose anyone else. They don't know when help would arrive since their communications are down, hopefully soon, so they can only do the best they can for these people until further help arrive, hopefully the sooner, the better.

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[Yusa Yssah]

During the operation, I notice an interesting detail: he tells me about a crate of potentially available antidotes. However, before administering anything, I need to discover the nature of this drug.

One thing at a time, I finish my operation first, keeping my wits about me because the slightest mistake could cost this officer dearly. With a quick, precise movement, my hand stitches the wound without shaking, and I do it with a certain speed.

With the bleeding completely stopped, I reach the end of the first operation. I take care of closing the patient's case, it should be fine, I put back a little pschitt with Bacta to prevent infection.

I straighten up with a sigh, keeping in mind that this is only the first patient I've treated today.

"In his case... He'll need rest and further treatment, he won't return to combat today unless you want him to die."

I prescribe a prescription and hand it to the Jedi accompanying me, after which I take off my gloves and run them under water a little to clean them in preparation for what's to come. I turn to him, I've just operated on a patient without an operating room, but the situation will improve, as my ship should be arriving soon. Inside, there's a bit more equipment, and the supply crates too, by extension.

"Will we have to distribute food as well?"

I scan the room for the next patient to be examined, retrieving my datapad as I go. I note that during the operation, the patient's signs have remained fairly constant. This official is out of the woods, but the others are not.

Lisandro Kantor

 

[Lisandro Kantor]

Tags: Yusa Yssah
Equipment: Outfit - Lightsaber
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"He survived that is all that matter as of right now,"
"Let's hope there no more combat until we get these people to safety"​

Kantor replied with a sigh of relief as he took the prescription and keep it in his pocket for now. There shouldn't be any syndicate members coming here, as Kantor and the Ord Mantell law enforcement had planned to make a commotion on a known location of the syndicate so they should be busy there and won't know their facility had just been taken if their diversion succeeded.

"We've given some some fluids and food to the officer and the civilians as much they should properly receive, which is depending on their situation"​

An officer replied to Aileen question regarding food distribution, as they were lucky this facility housed quite a lot of food and drinks since the syndicate members here practically holed themselves inside, so they needed to stock up on a lot of necessary items. They took food and drinks that are good to be taken for the injured officer and poisoned civilians, as they didn't want to give them food that would otherwise make things worse.

A few officers can be seen rummaging through the building, looking for any blankets or thick clothing so they could help warm the civilians as their temperature isn't getting any better. On a different side of the room, another officer is trying to fix and get their comlink working so they can get in touch with the officer, Lt. Valsko, who went off to get medical help from the hospital and bring them here. He's hoping he could fix up their comlink so they can get a sitrep and ETA on the medical assistance, he tried using the facilities equipment, but it was locked and needed a facial recognition to gain access.

"Hey healer, over here when you can"​

A tired and disheveled officer shouted, who's been tending to an officer who seemed to have 3rd degree burn on his sides and a dislocated leg that is pointing the wrong direction of the body. They put cool clean cloth over the burn area for the moment and kept the burn raise above the level of the heart. The burned officer can be seen in distressed and groaning quite loud due to the pain he is in; he was given some painkiller, but it seems it's not fully working.
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[Yusa Yssah]

I turn my head toward the officer with a dislocated leg and a third-degree burn. Grabbing my medical kit, I make my way over as they call for my assistance. I kneel down to examine the injury nothing beyond my capabilities.

With a precise and swift motion, I realign the dislocated leg back into its proper rotation so he can use it again immediately. With that minor issue resolved, it's time to address the bigger problem: the third-degree burn.

Given the location of the injury, just near the heart, it's a delicate situation. Using my laser and tools would be risky for the officer. My initial plan is to disinfect everything thoroughly with Bacta. Once the area is clean, I place my hands over him and focus on the Force.

I don't have time to waste on this injury. I visualize the light flowing from my hands in my mind. The healing process begins to take effect. The wound starts to close little by little on its own. This process will take some time and energy, but I've handled far worse cases before, so I should be fine. I'm still at full strength, which allows me to use the Force to heal this particular wound.

"Okay, I don't know what happened to you, but I'll get you out of this."

I stay focused, my concentration unwavering. I'm fortunate that he's human; their anatomy is straightforward to identify. I close my eyes to deepen the healing, downgrading the severity of the third-degree burn to a less critical level. The patient's skin begins to regenerate. There's no room for hesitation now.

The officer should start calming down as my Force healing takes effect, soothing him deeply. He'll likely feel a comforting warmth enveloping his entire body, like being tucked into a cozy, warm bed.

There's no time for distractions this officer is in danger, and I have to save him. I'll deal with the antidote issue after treating this patient, and if necessary, I'll help them reclaim this military post using my combat skills.

Lisandro Kantor

 

[Lisandro Kantor]

Tags: Yusa Yssah
Equipment: Outfit - Lightsaber
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"Hey Jedi, you might want to come here"
"One of the drugged civilians is conscious and talking a bit"
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An officer yelled for Kantor, he passes the datapad that was monitoring the soldier beside him to someone else as he then rushes towards the civilian. There lay an middle-aged man, barely conscious, a face pale, with a dry and small voice coming out. Kantor kneels next to the middle-aged man, as he then takes a hold of his hand to assure and comfort him during this hard moment.
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"It's okay, you're safe"
"We're taking care of you and the others"​

Kantor said to the middle-aged man, giving simple sentences for him to understand easily. The middle-aged man then looks at Kantor as his mouth was opening slowly to speak,
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"There's something you need to know"
"I overheard these bastard talk about the drugs and their plan"​

The middle-aged man then coughed before he could continue talking to Kantor, as Kantor then ask for someone to bring some water. Kantor was then given a cup of water by an officer, as he then gives it to the middle-aged man and helps him drink. The middle-aged man took a sip, as he felt a small relieve before he tries to talk again,
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"They're planning to send these drugs offworld to expand"
"You... you need to stop them"​

The middle-aged man seems to have more to talk about the syndicate plan, but Kantor could tell this is taking a toll on the man health, as Kantor then stops him,
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"You need to rest sir, your body is heavily drugged, and you need to keep resting"
"Don't worry, we will put a stop to these people"​

Kantor said in a calm and assuring voice, the middle-aged man wanted to further tell him, but his body won't listen as he then fell asleep again. Kantor check on the middle-aged man, worried his body health might deteriorate, but thankfully it wasn't, and he simply went back to sleep. But that doesn't mean the middle-aged man alongside the other drugged civilians' situation are safe, far from it. After what Kantor heard from the man about the syndicate plan, he had a feeling the syndicate would plan on expanding, but now it's been confirmed. It would be nice if he could find out more, but the health of these civilians is top priority, he can find out more regarding the syndicate plan another time. Kantor continue to hold the man hand for now, as he helps the man body and the other civilians to stay warm.​

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[Yusa Yssah]

Aileen arrived quickly, her flowing sleeves trailing behind her like wings, and knelt beside Kantor. Her bright eyes, filled with soft energy, shifted from him to the weakened civilian. She placed her hands on her knees, tilting her head slightly with a small worried pout on her face.

"Oh no, he looks really bad… Poor guy. Let me take care of him, Kantor, okay? I'm the expert when it comes to boo-boos and ouchies!" She gave the civilian a gentle, reassuring smile, her hands already moving into position.

Aileen took a deep breath and placed her glowing palms above the man's chest. A soft warmth emanated slowly, calming his trembling and easing his breathing. She murmured quietly, almost like a lullaby:

"Shhh… it's okay, it's over now. You're safe, I'm here to take care of you."

The man opened his eyes, still weak but with a flicker of hope in them. He stammered his words, his lips trembling slightly.

"They… want to send… the drugs off-planet… You have to stop them."

Aileen's brow furrowed slightly, but her tone remained light and reassuring, as if she were comforting a child:

"You're very brave for telling us this. Really, good job, sir! But now you need to rest. Your body is super tired and needs sleep to heal, okay?"

She quickly turned to an officer nearby: "Hey, you! Bring a blanket! And another cup of water! Oh, and tell the medics to get ready. We've got work to do, lots of it!"

Then, she gently leaned closer to the man, holding his hand in hers as if it were a precious treasure.

"Don't you worry, we'll take care of the bad guys. Pinky promise! You just rest, and we'll make sure to stop their nasty plan, okay? Close your eyes and let me help you get better."

As the man drifted back into sleep, Aileen let out a small sigh of relief. She looked up at Kantor, her expression serious but still tinged with her usual gentle, childlike demeanor:

"He's stable, but we need to keep a close eye on him. He gave everything he could to speak, so we can't let him down, right?" She clapped her hands softly, as if motivating herself. "Now you go and kick that syndicate's butt while I look after the injured. But be careful, okay? If you come back with a big boo-boo, I'll be the one treating you, and trust me, my bandages are sticky! "

With a playful wink, she stood up and moved to the other civilians. She leaned over them, humming a soft, soothing melody while placing her hands over their wounds, her glowing presence seeming to chase away the shadows in the room.

"We need to beat the bad dealer Kantor! Are you with me for defeath the villain ? You and me together!" i show him my silver light saber. And i activate the blade. I am determinate to be end this dark deal. Me too i know how fight! And i am strongh too!

Lisandro Kantor