RC 212
HUNGRY HUNGRY HIPPO!
[member="Echo Kora"]
Broken arms were not good. Ellie was no doctor, or healer. Much unlike the stories of her Mother she had heard, she had no force abilities either. She was just a pilot, a delivery girl and a freelancer. She'd never dealt with broken arms or anything like that. Still she had a little knowledge on what one was supposed to do.
"Not good. C'mere let me look at it."
She opened her backpack, digging out her datapad and the small medkit she kept in there. She typed, "How to fix broken arm." And let the datapad go to work, scouring the holonet...
Broken arms were not good. Ellie was no doctor, or healer. Much unlike the stories of her Mother she had heard, she had no force abilities either. She was just a pilot, a delivery girl and a freelancer. She'd never dealt with broken arms or anything like that. Still she had a little knowledge on what one was supposed to do.
"Not good. C'mere let me look at it."
She opened her backpack, digging out her datapad and the small medkit she kept in there. She typed, "How to fix broken arm." And let the datapad go to work, scouring the holonet...