Rianna had left her when everything had come crashing down.She and Ordo moved the headquarters of the companies from here. Operations could not be completed here the environment alone prevented movement and work.
But here she was now standing before the Medical Center.Not far from where she stood the Dancing Thranta sat, Rianna's home while she was here. She brought along the droids to begin cleaning, shoveling and whatever other manual labor needed to be done.
The intricate work of restoring equipment, power, clean water source, and getting at least the care floor operational that fell on her, and Briika Tor . There were many here to help she could see in the distance the number of ships, and all of the workers and Vod on the ground. She and Briika had met for the first time not far from this very spot when she came in to volunteer working as a First Responder. How long ago that all seemed right now.
It was heart breaking to see a place she had called home for years to look like this. To look like a war zone. Thank God Ordo had decided not to come this trip. He stayed at home with their children.
"Where to start." Rianna asked no one. A droid was standing in the door waiting, "Ok...let's find out what we are facing." Rianna walked towards the Droid, MM-34 . Sometimes she wished droids could show their emotions or express them in some flag waving or anything that indicated news before they spoke.
"Ok MM, give me the bad news."
"Mam" he began to go over the amount of damage, the windows, the structure of the hospital, and then what needed to be done inside.
"Ok..well you and the team continue to work to get all the ash, and trash out and I'll see if I can get at least one room on line for care."
Edited by Rianna Ar'klim-Organa, 29 July 2017 - 01:41 PM.