Living In Color

Denon had it's problems, she knew that much, but one of the worst was the drugs. It was a problem she'd been trying to figure out how to tackle herself, but if she was honest? There was no real answer to it. Not one she could solve by herself. The most she could do now? Be the doctor she was. Another spice den, more patients to take care of. Normally they'd be arrested for the drugs in their system, which was part of the reason why she came here herself. If they made a problem, she could handle herself.
She was a Jedi, after all.
Not that she particularly felt like one right now. She grumbled as he hoisted up the body of another addict that was clearly in the midst's of an OD. Shistavanen by appearance. Hopefully, given the medicine she'd just injected into his neck to halt the effects and get him conscious.
"Hey, hey. Eyes open. I gotta check you and make sure you're not having a brain hemorrhage or something."
