The Red Sands of Gromas 16

[Qhorin Solas]

He yelled loudly, his voice laced with pain, eyes almost red with rage. The gash across his chest was bad enough, but I'd taken his leg as well -- I was surprised he hadn't passed out. He spit at my shoes in his blinding anger, and I considered, for the briefest of moments, ending his existence completely. I had never been spit on before, and I was surprised by the spike of anger that lanced through my chest in reaction. I stared down at him, eyes narrowed, as still as the stone beneath my feet. By order of the Inquisition I was required to kill him, and yet...

My heart wasn't in it. I was tired, I realized. Physically and emotionally.

"You're more than just a 'researcher'," I said when he had finished screaming. My voice was so mellow I almost didn't recognize it. "Researchers don't tend to carry lightsabers." I dropped the the lightsaber at his foot. Even if I could have used it, I probably still wouldn't have taken it -- the blade wasn't suited to my style of combat. "I should kill you... but I won't. I'm tired of killing." I frowned down at him. "Spit at me again, however, and I'll carve out your heart." My eyes fell to his stump of a right leg. "If you move quickly, you can probably get that reattached," I finished, nodding at his leg.

I deactivated my saber and clipped it back to my belt, turning around to walk deeper into the mines. I still hadn't gotten the phrik I'd come here for. Once I had walked for a few yards, however, I turned back as I realized something -- I didn't know his name. I almost opened my mouth to ask, out of curiosity more than anything, but then I thought better of it.

It was best I didn't know.

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[Garza]

I watched as the man left. He knew that I was more than a researcher. That was true, but I didnt tell him what I was researching. Ether way, he wouldnt find out anytime soon. I picked up my saber with a grunt as pain flared back up in my chest. With the force I tried to heal it, and numb it so I could atleast try and get out of here. All I wished for right now was the power to walk out of here. I had seen people once make a force hand and arm in the middle of battle. But after a battle, I didnt know how they would use it. Ether way I tried it out.

I forced myself to calm down against the man who just left me here. I was glad that he left the saber, I was greatfull, Gathering myself I tried to make a Phantom leg where my other one was cut off. As much as I didnt want to bring myself back in pieces. I used the force to grab my leg. it came to my left hand while I placed my saber on my belt. Every so slowly did I walk out of the cave. I didnt slow because of the pain. I slowed because I couldn't feel my leg.
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