Of all the weapons we take into battle, there is none more powerful than the mind. It holds our instincts and our training and allows us to distinguish friend from foe, love from hate. But if that weapon is unsound, it is by no means disarmed. For the mind is all the more dangerous when damaged. And there's no guarantee that it won't choose itself as it's next victim.
Coruscant - Healing Halls
Trapped in a healer's trance, though hardly aware, her mind blissfully dreaming. Though her dreams were often disturbed by a visitor, that same box that had disturbed her, breaking her concentration while they worked to try and mend her wounds. For a time, the darkness was defeated, but they did not know for how long.
The box spoke to her, radiating a warmth, a softness that she'd come to know as a healers touch. It spoke directly to her mind so as no other could heard them. "Come child, and I shall help thee, take these horrors away from your frail, failing body. You are dying, but I need not tell you so. It leeches at your very being. You need me, so come, find me. The force, it shall be your guide. Find me, and I shall end all that plagues you." Something that had she been in a normal state of mind, Coryth would have questioned, but ... nothing was right about her mind, not now. Though, she was hardly aware of the tiny manipulations happening inside of her. It would take the best of the best to notice what was playing out in her mind, the dark plot this evil being had in mind for the little redhead. Everything so slight, so small, almost impossible to notice the changes now, and that was just as it had planned.
One of the healers gently touched her good arm, soothingly, gently to try and help pull her from the deep healing trance. It had kept the darkness at bay, the lines slightly thinner this morning as the light gleamed down from overhead. "There is a meeting in a few minutes on this Master Elaris. If, if you feel up to it I can get you a hover chair and I'll see to it that you are taken to it." In response, Coryth gave a small exhausted nod, usually rather quiet under circumstances as grave as these. She had to pry her eyes open feeling much as though they were lead filled, so heavy. So tired. Finally she took a deep breath, a hand found her way to her neck where the pendant had been placed. Running fingers over the smooth almost copper-ish toned metal, a sigh of relief seemed to follow that simple action.
The reminder of her family, long gone, but so close, always she felt their presence near her. A small comfort, one that was much needed in a time like this. Eyes darted around the room for Siobhan, hoping she was still here, but more than understood if the woman had to rest or take a break from the little Jedi's bedside. "Siobhan?" Her voice soft, weak but notably stronger than the night before. "I want her to come with me." The redhead spoke firmly, not willing to part with the only comfort she had. "I will not face the council or any meeting of any kind without her." Though by now certain that Hevana had been contacted too, maybe not in the temple with her, but at least aware of her dear friend's condition. The healer sighed, and waited only a moment or two for the dark jedi to show, if not she'd move on taking the weakened woman to the meeting.
Eyes watched as the tired Jedi shifted in the bed, seeing the hover chair brought to her small area, a curtain drawn as the woman had too brought a set of fresh clothing. "I did not figure you would wish to wear what you came in with, the darkness still clinging to it and we need more samples to confirm and run more tests."
The nameless woman was correct. She certainly did not wish to put back on her cloths with the evil venom soaked into it in places. "Okay..." Coryth said softly as she looked over what the healer had brought her, Jedi robes. Robes she'd not worn in some time, a very long time truly. Brow furrowed for a moment as the healer already was helping to pull her shirt away. It wasn't long before she was finally dressed and in the chair. Every bit about the robes felt weird, wanting to pull them off instantly, while she was certain a few in the room would love that, most .. would rather not.
Quickly pushed through the halls, a warm blanket laid over her legs she was rushed to a meeting room. Not the council room, which felt more comfortable if you asked her, as she never got along with the council and too many times tossed from that sacred circle, to "contemplate her actions" Not that it ever did any good. Coryth generally too stubborn to change her mind on most matters, especially involving the tomfoolery of the Council.
Jedi Temple - Meeting Room
Finally pushed inside, she glanced around the room to see who upon the council had decided to come, to see who would join her in this quest. For a moment she grimaced, shutting her eyes tightly as she heard the same whisper inside her mind, Find me ... Nothing else can save you. These here, only fools. They know nothing .... But as quick as it came, the voice was gone. It left her lost, dumbfounded for a moment. Nothing seemed right to her, but yet nothing out of place either. Her trust never was with the Council, but whom would she choose now.... to wait and see if the Council and other Jedi had answers, or to see if she could find them on her own. You can't do this alone, you know it... She firmly reminded herself pushing back the whisper, ignoring it's words for now.
"Tell me, please ... That someone has something. Anything but more questions?" She spoke softly, still tired. For her body only wished for the comfort of the healing halls, the warmth of the healing trance, and the softness of the bed upon her skin. Impatient as always, Coryth wanted answers, especially now when every minute counted.
While not as bad nor nearly as rapid, the thin dark lines on her skin were spreading out, though trying hard to remain barely noticeable to an untrained eye. Coryth had a reprieve, but it was not going to last forever, and for her, the need for action and quickly was most important. Already itching to race off to chase what she'd seen in her dreams, to chase what she'd whispered of in the deepest of trances.
(OOC: Will be posting a second post, with the box shortly. I wanted to break this up a little bit. But Jedi joining along feel free to start posting while I finish the last bits of the second post.)
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