Avalore Eden
If there be light...
En Route to Rafa System
Destination: Teguta Lusat - Rafa IV
This... was going to be a long trip. All the way out to the Outer Rim.
Three days travel out, two days planned for their visit, three days back.
Avalore sighed as she looked over their plotted route - one created with the help of [member="Hal Terrano"] just before leaving the very same day on his own trip elsewhere. Off to do great Archivist things, perhaps this mission had come at a good time. The call had come in some days ago to the Academy, asking for the help of Healers. Rafa IV's governor had fallen desperately ill following the Netherworld event, and despite the Shara's advancements in technology, nothing had seemed to help.
Their last ditch effort was the Jedi, which came as something of a burn to the Chief Healer, but she'd made a vow all the same.
My powers are not my own, but are that of the Force.
I shall be a vessel of understanding, of compassion, of modesty.
The needs of others shall always supersede my own,
the vitality of the galaxy is my namesake.
I shall never waver in my duties to others,
all beings created by the Force are equal under my care.
Until my last breath, until theirs.
May the Force guide me.
She'd bid Hal farewell and safe journey, agreeing on a return day. Neither of them had easy tasks ahead, but neither of them were lament to fulfill their duties. With the proposal for the Sanctuary approved, there was little left to do there anyways but stay out of the way. Hal packed up his expeditionary necessities, Avalore packed up her pupil [member="Sanya Val Lerium"].
They were off and on their way.
"Sanya," with a pilot droid set and their ship skimming through hyperspace, Avalore finally approached the young woman, "I must appologize for what must seem to be a chaotic mess. Hopefully the renovations to the Sanctuary will go quickly enough and we can get you settled in. They should be mostly underway by the time we return, so I suppose this trip will give us a good opportunity to get to know one another."
The Chief Healer smiled warmly as she sat down beside Sanya at a bench table, small white womprat in her arms, "This is Nine," she said, lifting the creature onto the table for Sanya to meet, "he was part of the lab womprats at the Coruscant Jedi Temple. Part of the batch I accidentally let loose a month before the Sith invaded. Strangely enough he found me when ..." the Healer's smile faltered momentarily, "when I was on my way out. He's a shy thing, but he likes females. He'll be keeping us company on our mission."
Destination: Teguta Lusat - Rafa IV
This... was going to be a long trip. All the way out to the Outer Rim.
Three days travel out, two days planned for their visit, three days back.
Avalore sighed as she looked over their plotted route - one created with the help of [member="Hal Terrano"] just before leaving the very same day on his own trip elsewhere. Off to do great Archivist things, perhaps this mission had come at a good time. The call had come in some days ago to the Academy, asking for the help of Healers. Rafa IV's governor had fallen desperately ill following the Netherworld event, and despite the Shara's advancements in technology, nothing had seemed to help.
Their last ditch effort was the Jedi, which came as something of a burn to the Chief Healer, but she'd made a vow all the same.
My powers are not my own, but are that of the Force.
I shall be a vessel of understanding, of compassion, of modesty.
The needs of others shall always supersede my own,
the vitality of the galaxy is my namesake.
I shall never waver in my duties to others,
all beings created by the Force are equal under my care.
Until my last breath, until theirs.
May the Force guide me.
She'd bid Hal farewell and safe journey, agreeing on a return day. Neither of them had easy tasks ahead, but neither of them were lament to fulfill their duties. With the proposal for the Sanctuary approved, there was little left to do there anyways but stay out of the way. Hal packed up his expeditionary necessities, Avalore packed up her pupil [member="Sanya Val Lerium"].
They were off and on their way.
"Sanya," with a pilot droid set and their ship skimming through hyperspace, Avalore finally approached the young woman, "I must appologize for what must seem to be a chaotic mess. Hopefully the renovations to the Sanctuary will go quickly enough and we can get you settled in. They should be mostly underway by the time we return, so I suppose this trip will give us a good opportunity to get to know one another."
The Chief Healer smiled warmly as she sat down beside Sanya at a bench table, small white womprat in her arms, "This is Nine," she said, lifting the creature onto the table for Sanya to meet, "he was part of the lab womprats at the Coruscant Jedi Temple. Part of the batch I accidentally let loose a month before the Sith invaded. Strangely enough he found me when ..." the Healer's smile faltered momentarily, "when I was on my way out. He's a shy thing, but he likes females. He'll be keeping us company on our mission."