Private Before The Comedown

[Lysander von Ascania]

Naamino Zuukamano Haro Aven ​

The acolyte's pulse accelerated as his fingers began to curl around the curved hilt. In his mind's eye, he was visualizing the perfect display of Traka– angled just to the side of Naamino's head.

He was ready to unleash his last resort against the Zabrak; but then, a heavy weight suddenly pressed down on his wrist, stealing away the opportunity, leaving him both helpless and vulnerable.

Though he felt no pain, he was keenly aware of his pinned position, the entire room spinning around him as numbness spread through his body.

A dark veil crept along the edges of his consciousness. As blood continued to trickle from his wound, it seeped into Lysander's other eye, blurring his vision and adding to the growing chaos within.

Then, with brutal impact, a loud thud of bone against bone reverberated through his entire being. The darkness, already eager, would envelope him entirely.

 

[Haro Aven]

Naamino Zuukamano | Lysander von Ascania ​

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Despite how Lysander went limp after Naami head-butted him, Haro kept his foot firmly on his wrist. He wasn't about to risk either of their lives on the possibility of being faked out. He finally stepped away when the staff pushed past the gathered students and rushed up to the broken unconscious body of Lysander, acting quickly to stabilize him. Bodie buzzed back over to land in Haro's hand and he tucked the little droid away.

Once the staff had restored some semblance of order, Haro and Naami were pulled away for their respective interrogations. For his part, Haro gave a mostly honest report that clearly favored his zabrak friend, explaining that Naami was simply defending himself and Haro from Lysander. He intentionally omitted the part when Naami went unnecessarily overboard with his retaliation, of course.

Haro was pointedly not offered any medical attention, likely due to the fact that all remaining medics were focused on stabilizing Lysander, or maybe it was punishment. Either way, he didn’t really care. The side of his face ached and it hurt every time he blinked but he was fine otherwise. He just wanted to be done with the whole ordeal. When he and Naami were finally released from their respective reprimands and reunited, Haro absently followed his friend to claim a private corner of the passenger bay, finish removing their armor, and settle in for what remained of the trip back to Kor'ethyr.​

[EXIT]​