Private Bloodless

[Iviroa Jinoes]

The smell of ash and cinder. The muddled feeling in your lungs. The burning sensation on your skin. The watering of the eyes. All of these plagued Iviroa as she desperately crawled away from the flaming wreckage of her once pristine ship torn asunder by a force she has yet to understand. She still vividly remembered the flashing red lights as all her ships controls were muted followed by the blinding light that hurt her eyes as she was ripped from hyperspace and towards a world not recognizable on a star chart. The air felt warm and humid and the dirt beneath her body felt dry and course. The yellow sun above her head shone almost as brightly as the inferno behind her as she inched forward out of the massive crater created by her crashed vessel. As Iviroa reached the apex of the crater she looked over the side of the rubble her mouth widening into a beaming smile as she laid eyes on miles and miles of tall grass insects and other small wildlife hiding just between the blades.

Tumbling down the scored incline Iviroa found herself laying in the grass her mind at peace yet her body crying out in anguish. Her legs had gone entirely offline and her arms were in no better shape. Her face and neck were covered in dust and other burn marks and judging from the aching in her torso she broke more than a few ribs. If this were a desert or ocean world she would have been screwed but fortunately, she was captured by what seemed to be a savannah world abundant with life. Ignoring the intense pain in her arm Iviroa reached out towards a single blade of grass and touched it with her fingertips a surge of warmth and comfort sluggishly spreading through her body. Mmmmm...That's better. She moaned to herself.

Three Hours Later...

She was making good time, the feeling of life grew stronger the farther she went west faint whispers and emotions reaching her ears every now and again. She should have been overjoyed but the Mistress couldn't muster even a drop of happiness as she approached the small antique town sitting just over the horizon. Her black leather jacket now tied around her waist the woman plopped down on the soil and removed her ill-fitting brown leather boot wiggling her now exposed toes. A small green bud grew out of one of her toenails bringing a smile to her face as she tenderly stroked it with her finger careful not to stunt its growth. "Your growing in nicely aren't you little one?" The small pod seemed to like this as it swayed with the coming of the wind. "Oh your too kind!" The Bud this time swayed right before being still. For seemingly no reason Iviroa became flushed coyly covering her face with her shirt. "I-I well don't you have a way with words! Tell you what: Once your a full-grown plant Ill see what I can do." Carefully Iviroa slipped her boot back on careful not to crush the life that had been so kind to her.

Two Hours Later...

Alone and frightened Iviroa sat in the corner of a dark alleyway hidden behind a dumpster. It smelled terrible the plant life present was very unfriendly but like in the past the dark hid Iviroa, it comforted her told her things like It'll be alright or It's not your fault...

Pales faced. Beady-eyed. Unresponsive and a pulse so faint that if this were a hospital they would have called the time. The town ALL of them were stuck in this state, something did this to them...and it wasn't recent. When she looked through the town she saw wood rot and flora beginning to take root as well as several animal dens stocked with food from the local markets.

If that wasn't weird enough the news stations were even worse. 746 BBY! That's almost 100 years old! These people should have died they should be less than dead...but they weren't and it was horrifying.

To value life so much and see it perverted in this way sickened Iviroa to a degree even she failed to recognize. Her eyes felt heavy and a tear regrettably escaped down her cheek...then another and two more before she gave In and started silently bawling her resistance to the disturbing completely overwhelmed.

Kahlil Noble

 

[Kahlil Noble]

What happened came in bits and pieces. The blaring of an alarm, the unmistakable color of purple and red as his ship was dragged from hyperspace. R6's frantic cries before everything went black. Kahlil sucked in a deep breath of air as he suddenly sat up. Neither turned out to be the best course of action as lung and chest screamed in pain. The kind that made his head foggy and numb. All around him was a wreckage of his ship. Broken consoles, tossed furnishing, sparking wires and small fires. The fires were what really worred him. He pushed himself up, trying to ignore the pain.

Only to stumble and fall on his face. Another surge of pain, this one stronger. This one threatening to make him unconscious. Thankfully R6 was still there. The puff of extinguishing foam was welcome to his ears. As was the bacta the little droid brought over to him. Just a couple of emergency patches, but it should be enough to get him on his feet and figure out what had happened.

"Thanks, bud." Crap. Even talking hurt. He winced and opted to just lay where he was and wait for the bacta to do it's thing.

It was a couple hours later that he woke up again. Passed out at some point. The fires were gone, and the exposed wiring was tucked away. R6 had been busy. With a groan Kahlil sat up again, this time much more carefully. The patches did their job. It still hurt, but he could move without fearing the mind numbing pain to incapacitate him again. R6 rolled over, beeping some concern.

Kahlil just smiled, reaching out to pat the droid. "I'm alright this time, I promise. You get a chance to figure out where we are?" The next few beeps brought a frown to his face. "Unknown? Well, damn. We'll figure it out. Life outside?" More beeps.

"Savanna? Huh. I expected some kind of lava field or frozen wasteland again. That doesn't sound too bad. And there's a city close by?"

Well that settled it. Towns meant people, so he might be able to get some supplies from them to better fix up his ship. The taller man stood up, taking a wobbling step or two. Still a bit light headed, huh. More things to have to fix. "You stay here and keep working on the ship. I'll be back soon as I can."

 

[Iviroa Jinoes]

Cold and puffy-eyed Iviroa crawled out of her dark corner having shed all the tears her dried and tired body could spare. This horrid town had affected her so much that her own fatigue was neglected and left to fester...her wounds started to take their toll. Her foot felt uneasy and weak and her mind had this fuzzy feeling that didn't allow her to focus which negated her powers. I just need rest. Time and rest will refresh my powers. After wandering the small town for some time the woman eventually encountered a...brothel of sorts. If it was anything like the ones she has seen then it more than likely had more than enough beds and places of rest. She stepped inside the vermin-infested building the now broken wooden floorboards and moss shrouded walls unsurprising to the woman as she carefully sidestepped the statue like patrons inside. It was torture for her to see sentient life treated this way but every moment she spent on this world she learned more about it. From what she could tell whatever froze the people of this town did it all at once as there is no sign of panic or fear in their poses...only confusion.

Furthermore through the Force Iviroa could feel a sort of...residue left on the people a trace of power...dark power. During her tenure as a force wielder Iviroa has been to many a world and confronted a great many things...but not like this. This power EATS away at the victim it burns their soul and ravages their body. The energy of this place is muddled and warped o the point it's almost unreadable. She likes to imagine the living Force as one big puddle, each subtle touch, each gust of wind leaves an impact or a mark that grows fainter the farther it's spread. So when the ripple is right next to you and a wave of power washes over it's almost impossible to ignore.

Someone else has arrived (presumably stranded) on this strange uncharted world. This person is certainly...enthralling. The energies of the Force followed strongly with them like a conduit almost in through one end and out the other like a gift of giving. Mmmmm...Iviroa licked her crimson lips their natural color now apparent. The trademark power of a Jedi Knight! They're always so much fun...Reaching inside a small black purse Iviroa applied a new coat of lipstick intent on making a good impression. Eagerly she departed the decrepit parlor doing her best to ignore the zombie-like people littering the streets.

Kahlil Noble

 

[Kahlil Noble]

Soon as he could turned out to be quite the task. Just reaching the town had hinted something far more sinister was going on. Worse yet was when he found someone. In their zombie like state. The dark was strong here, far too strong for it to be a coincidence with how broken and consumed these people were. Like they were living in stasis, unable to live. Unable to die. Kahlil reached under his shirt to remove another bacta patch and replace it with a fresh one as he continued deeper into town.

There had to be someone who could resist. And if not, someone who caused it. OR at least, that's what he hoped. The alternative was someone of immense power did this and left them to rot for what seemed like would be an eternity. Not even his father would be so wasteful. Sure enough though, this lead him onto the street where another was walking. He paused, observing this woman from the distance he could before raising an arm to wave. He couldn't exactly hide with his height.

"Hey! You know what's going on?"

 

[Iviroa Jinoes]

Aimlessly Iviroa wandered the small savannah town only vaguely honing in on the sentient approaching. The closer she drew the greater the ripples became. The ripples in the force grew larger and larger before stopping altogether. Such a transition could only mean one thing...

"Hey! You know what's going on?" What a blunt and simple introduction. Straight to the point type of guy I see...

Iviroa whirled around and surveyed the strange figure his large silhouette demanding a sense of authority. He was but a few meters behind her as he waved his hand pleading for answers. The witch approached the strange man affectionately stroking a small twig growing on the back of her hand. "No. I do not know what is going on. I arrived here around noon after my ship crashed. " Still avoiding eye contact Iviroa cupped her left ear with her hand before revealing a single blade of grass growing out of the earlobe.

"I don't feel safe in this place. Its power feels warped and evil similar to mine when I first discovered it." The Mistress stretched a hand out to the figure a wide toothy grin on her face. "I am Iviroa Jinoes, a Force wielder like you." Iviroa's eyes drifted towards a branching on her arm "These seedlings are my thralls and I am their mistress. In return for their power, I grant them my nutrients as well as my body."

Kahlil Noble

 

[Kahlil Noble]

Well this wasn't something he was use to seeing. The woman in question had.. Plants. Yeah. He had to look twice just to make sure he was seeing it right. She had plants growing off of her body. He'd never seen something like this before, and it showed in the confusion in his eyes. Not that it lasted long. It seemed Iviroa Jinoes was used to people being confused by the sight and already explained it before he could even ask. Symbiotic. And certainly not the kind of power that could freeze a town.

Kahlil took her hand as he would any lady's when offered. Years of living as a child of the God King had pushed many habits he'd prefer to forget. This was one of those. He caught himself mid bow. His initial reaction was to press a kiss to the back of the woman's hand. Yeah. He really needed to break that. Feigning that it was indeed the bow he was going for and nothing more he stood back up and released her hand, clearing his throat.

"I'm Kahlil." He'll avoid last names for now. "My ship had crashed as well, a couple hours ago. Maybe. The crash had me out for a bit so I'm not sure of time. Regardless, seems we're the only two people able to move around." His gaze fell on one of the nearby frozen individuals. "We'll have to figure something out. You find a shop or anything for medicine? Or a hospital?"

 

[Iviroa Jinoes]

Surprisingly this man took Iviroa's garden of a hand and was even considerate enough not to snuff out the flora growing on it. She tried pressing deep into his mind trying to read his vibe, his thoughts, EVERYTHING...she found nothing. Well, when she says nothing she means her influence hit a limit or wall like no matter how hard she barreled into it this shield ceased to move like some sort of mental barrier. She's heard of Force abilities that allowed one to shield their mind but this man reeked of no such energy she was just...halted.

Equally as stunning the tall man started to bow to her height his lips ever so slightly pressed forward. Is this guy serious? I mean...I wouldn't object to a light peck but that seems a bit formal. Before he could finish his bow he wretched himself upwards trying to play off the situation. His mind might be immune to her powers but his actions can be read like a children's book. He was mysterious and she probably knew as much about him as he did of her, but she and Kahlil were both stranded and they both are unaffected by this phenomenon...so it would seem fate had conjoined them. "No, I haven't. You see...my flora heals my injuries, It takes time but it works. I can help you find medical supplies and a way off this rock on one condition..." Iviroa stepped up to the large figure standing at his right side attentively. She gazed over the field of figures her face turning almost as pale as theirs.

"You can't leave my side while were in this town. I'm not ashamed to say this town terrifies me and I don't think-" Her sentence was cut off by the collapse of a paralyzed Rodian his unmoving hand seemingly gripping Iviroa's shoulder. The witch had to stop herself from screaming as she leaped back a tiny squeal escaping her lips. "Can we..." She winced at the toppled man "Just get on with it?"

Kahlil Noble

 

[Kahlil Noble]

Ah. So that was the symbiosis. She gave them nutrients, and she in turn was given power. Not a bad deal, if a bit odd to learn about at first. Kahlil raised a brow as she switched to stand by his side. So he had to act the escort for the duration of this nightmare and she would help? He could think of plenty of worse things he could of been asked. When the Rodian fell he instinctively reached out to grab the poor man and eventually laid him out on the ground. "So long as you know I plan to figure out what is causing this so I might help these people."

He stood back up, smiling to Iviroa Jinoes . "Otherwise I'll accompany you. First, the hospital."

He turned his gaze to the city streets, frowning a little. Maybe he should have brought R6 with him. The little droid probably could of found some kind of mainframe to find a location. For now it meant having to walk through the town aimlessly. Semi aimlessly. "And you didn't see a hospital in your time right?"

 

[Iviroa Jinoes]

Iviroa cringed as Kahlil picked up the near corpse and propped him upright stating his intentions of freeing this town. It would seem she and Kahlil shared interest though one of them was a little more hands-on. "Like I said even if I did pass a hospital I paid it no mind." He agreed to accompany her which ignoring her own concerns was probably the safest route to take. Considering the time in which these people were supposedly frozen Iviroa assumed the cause of this was not a person and more like an object. Numerous scenarios played in her mind each of them implausible even for her.

The two had cleared some distance at this point though there was no sign of any medical facilities in sight. By now the seedling on her hand had become a flower still waiting to bloom. Scarlet just like the one pinned to her head and with an equally thorn riddled stem. Iviroa figured neither of them was in shape to begin looking for this threat and would most likely need a better understanding of their surroundings first because after all the duo was here involuntarily.

Hands clasped behind her Iviroa's eyes drifted towards Kahlil's Lightsaber clipped lifelessly to his belt. "So...what exactly are you? I'm a witch slash alchemist and I ran into your mental barrier earlier so I'm not sure if you're a Jedi, Sith, or whatever." Whilst waiting for an answer Iviroa's eyes shifted towards a ruined building the vast amount of life inside catching her attention. Warmth caressed her body as she pressed deeper feeling the Birds, Flowers, Moss, herbs, and even the small traces of death and sorrow.

Wait.

Herbs and Death? It's possible that I'm sensing the herbs in the medicine and that the deceased inside. Iviroa tugged on Kahlil's coat as he pointed to the adjacent building. "I believe there are medical supplies inside that building." The Witch unwittingly clung to Kahlil as she sensed a deeper presence inside. "...More people too..." She strained her neck to look up at the tall man. "I'll lead us there but only if we stick together...this place... it's not right. It feels twisted but not by something native or even conceivable. My powers normally could track down this threat and identify its nature but..."

The naturalist cut off mid-sentence not wishing to say anymore. "Let's just get going..."

Kahlil Noble

 

[Kahlil Noble]

"Right." Kahlil offered another small smile before turning his attention to the city around him. The morbid sight of all the frozen people around was tempered by the fact Iviroa Jinoes had shown up. Having someone to talk to would prove pretty helpful, if just to keep themselves sane in this horror show. "Huh?" He seemed surprised by the question, glancing to the woman curiously.

".. Oh. No. I'm Epicanthix. It's just a natural thing. I am a Jedi though. Or, at least I think I am. Not part of any order, but I do uphold the code and try to help whom I can." He was already thinking the same thing as her. Neither of them were in any shape to handle whatever was causing this. The Jedi watched the witch for a moment as she clung to his coat. She really was freaked out. Given what he knew of witches, that meant things were really, really wrong. "Yeah, we can stick together. Tell me, what were you doing before you got stuck here? Anything fun?" Distracting them from the frozen bodies with small talk.

Smooth.

He winced after a moment, clutching at his chest. Internal bruising for sure. Once again he reached into his shirt to change out the patch. "I myself was just making a delivery. Nothing too crazy, or fun I suppose."

 

[Iviroa Jinoes]

Epicanthix. Now it all made sense...from what she's heard and seen first hand Epicanthix are a sort of Subspecies to humans that have impressive mental fortitude. This Kahlil was getting more interesting by the second and he wasn't hard on the eyes either...

Careful not to upset any of the wildlife or vegetation Iviroa carefully trudged through the ruined remains of what she hoped was a hospital vague whispers of life still echoing off the walls. She felt herself getting attached to her new companion as she curved her body to avoid yet another victim. The thing that really scared her about this place was the absence of the mind and spirit she got from these people. It was hard for her to admit but Iviroa wished they were in some sort of agony or strife something that tethered them to life and made them...familiar.

Not these things...

There were no thoughts, no reflections of the mind just a still vibe frozen in time. "There is a presence inside these people but...I can't sense it. It's hard to explain but it's like there's a shadow cast in their minds where their thoughts should be." Her gaze fell on the scene of a doctor who was operating surgery on a long-defunct patient. Iviroa chuckled trying to take her mind off the gruesome exhibition. "Well if I tell you, you have to promise not to hold it against me." Iviroa removed her Jacket to allow her arms to breathe only to expose a strip of twigs and grass running up and down her forearms. Her power was regaining its potency and with it, her energy was slowly being depleted. "You see I had escaped a sort of laboratory in the Seelos system. The 'Warden' was some creepy guy in a mask who had me scooped up because of my affinity with nature. They ran several tests on me before I escaped...and you see how that went.

The twigs and grass raised upwards as the feeling of Herbs grew stronger. The witch gazed past Kahlil and took notice of what seemed to be a storage closet the door, of course, rotten behind distinction. It was a short distance down the hallway but that didn't concern her. There was a sinking feeling in her stomach that only intensified as the two lingered in that hallway. The woman inched closer to Kahlil a new presence entering her influence.

Kahlil Noble

 

[Kahlil Noble]

Given how she was being careful of the vegetation he followed suit, carefully avoid disturbing the plants. It was an interesting thought to think about just how much grass he'd stepped on in his life. His brow furrowed as he listened to her speak. Shadows in their minds? He wasn't much for listening to the minds of others, given his own wasn't susceptible. Neither was his family's. Iviroa Jinoes was the one who'd know best. His gaze fell to the doctor, frowning.

Then her story. His frown only worsened at this new knowledge. Someone experimenting with the Force in this way was never a good sign. When they got off the planet he'd have to ask her more about this 'Warden'. For now his attention, too, felt the presence of something else. Something dark. He turned his gaze to the doorway where their goal resided. He calmly pulled his saber from his hip, shifting between the Witch and this new threat. With how dark it was it had to be a threat. "It might be best if we forgo the bacta and find a safe place to rest." He spoke without looking back to her, slowly making his way towards where they had arrived from.

 

[Iviroa Jinoes]

He wanted to leave? It was understandable but not fruitful. She may not be able to read his mind but she could read his body and the death of the cells and organisms inside. Eventually, he'd run out of Bacta patches and have to rely on other means of tending to his wounds...and he wouldn't like any of her solutions. "I'm going to give you a choice: We can risk danger and take the Bacta or you can sit still for hours on end while the earth mends your bruising." The witch stepped back and lightly jabbed Kahlil in the torso. "It's impossible for you to pull off the second option so we'll have to go with the first."

Collecting herself Iviroa began to descend down the forested hallway the feeling of death growing as she approached the closet. She reached the rotten door and gripped the corroded doorknob her heart punching a hole in her chest. Raising her left hand darkness swirled around it in a whirlwind of onyx fire. Hiding behind the door Iviroa swung it open a rabid Katarn leaping out in a frenzy. Its eyes were filled with fury and its mouth foamed as it stared down Kahlil having yet to notice Iviroa.

The beast charged forward a wide-eyed Iviroa chasing him her hands now both coated in sin. "Watch out!" She shouted as the beast pounced at the tall man.

Kahlil Noble

 

[Kahlil Noble]

"Ah, yeah. I see your poi-" He winced as he was punched. Yeah, that hurt way more than it should. "I dunno if it's impossible, but I see you're point. Just, be careful." Kahlil didn't leave her side, as promised. If Iviroa Jinoes was this determined to continue forward he certainly wouldn't leave her alone to deal with whatever this dark beast was. Sure enough it came into view when she swung open the door. A Katarn? Rapid. That was the darkness he felt. The beast had lost itself completely.

The Jedi took a calming breath as the creature came towards him. He could feel the ebb and flow of the Force around him. Around the Witch and her magic. Around the creature and it's corruption. He might of been able to soothe the creature if it wasn't so far gone. The only thing he could do now was give it a quick death. The blue of his blade ignited and he stepped to the side as the creature pounced. A single swipe ended the beasts life.

He took another breath and winced as his ribs protested. ".. That wasn't so bad, I guess."

 

[Iviroa Jinoes]

It would seem her help was unneeded as two quick flashes of Light ended the Katarn's life as it twitched lifelessly on the floor. Her dark energies returning to the cosmos Iviroa smiled at the dead creature his suffering ended. Unlike others Iviroa enjoys the prospect of death purely because it's a natural part of life. Every cycle must reach completion and death is the ultimate conclusion of all things, Life, hopes, ideas, cultures. They all are claimed by death's grasp. It carries itself on the wind and looms over the world with its cold embrace. Rummaging through the closet Iviroa found a small white case corroded and old. She opened the case and found a row of syringes each filled with a glowing green liquid.

Picking up the case she brought it over to Kahlil who has yet to leave her side thus far. Shoving into his arms the witch got down on her knees and tended to the Katarn her hands caressing the burnt strikes on his neck. Her fingertips glowed green for a moment before fading out along with the Light in the eyes of the beast. The vegetation on her arms began to fall off and turn grey as it withered away at the beguile of death. Iviroa's eyes turned bright gold and her body seemed to shrink as the beautiful woman became a starved husk almost devoid of energy.

"Once..." The woman coughed her lungs pained as she spoke. "Once my energy...has been depleted the plants on my body quickly die without a food source. Once I feel that's about to happen I require..." Her gaze fell on the dead Katarn. "Other sources of energy...I'll get back my energy in time but it could take a while." The distant whaling of more Katarn could be heard somewhere within the complex. "A while we don't have. Let's go!" The woman tried to run forward only for her knees to buckle and send her plummeting towards the ground. Damn this fatigue!

Kahlil Noble

 

[Kahlil Noble]

He watched after her and scanned around to make sure there wasn't another lurking close by. She found a case of.. Green? He didn't recognize the syringes, but he figured R6 might be able to identify the liquids within. Kahlil was mildly surprised as she shoved the container in his arms, more so when she got down to do.. Something to the creature. Whatever she did left her drained as her body unnaturally shifted and warped. Shriveled.

Once, when he was a Sith still, he had a similar problem. His unnatural power corrupted and weakened him. Made him need more energy so he could survive. Seemed she had a similar issue. He nodded in agreement, though grimaced as the rest of the pack could be heard. Kahlil clasped his saber back onto his hip just as she fell forward. Pretty quickly he'd catch her and scoop her up in his arms, glancing around.

"Hope you don't mind, but we'll be heading back to my ship. Hold on, as best you can." Then he was off. In a burst of speed he rushed to where they came from. Already more of Katarn could be seen, but he was fast. Faster than them with the help of the Force. Though, it didn't help if they blocked the doorway to get downstairs. Like they did. He frowned before glancing around. There was a window close by. Kahlil gripped his saber's hilt and sent it towards the window, it igniting in midair as he charged behind it. The glass was cut, and he jumped through it.

They'd land a couple stories down before he glanced around the street. Without looking he caught his now extinguished saber to hook on his belt. "You alright?"

 

[Iviroa Jinoes]

Sprawled on the floor Iviroa tried to lift herself her now bony and shriveled body providing no help in her struggle. Gasping the witch was scooped from the floor and into Kahlil's arms. She shouldn't have been surprised, he promised to stick with her and that's what he was doing...still it would be a lie if she said this wasn't a pleasant shock. Briskly he carried the women off the loud screeching and howling of Katarn growing closer as they neared what seemed to be a dead-end blocked by more rabid beasts. She pondered for a quick moment what they might do, They could try leaping over the beats but with her in Kahlil's arms that might prove dangerous.

Energy rippled through the force and the behest of another's will, It flew through the air and through an abutting window. Once Kahlil started dashing towards it Iviroa knew what came next and hastily braced herself as they leaped from the third story window doing her best not to squeal. Somewhat elegantly the two landed on the ground the Katarn growling from inside the window. "Y-yeah I'm alright...Let's get out of this place."

Half an hour later the two arrived at Kahlil's ship (or what was left of it) He appeared to have a small astromech trying to piece together the burnt wreckage and to his credit, he wasn't doing a bad job of it. She was still skinner than she was when she arrived but most of her tissue had returned and with it her energy which allowed her to plot their next move. "Okay. We're both Force wielders so I know we both felt the peculiar energy in that town. Now you being a Jedi and me being a Witch I don't think we can consciously leave this place without understanding what has happened here." Slowly her long black painted nails pointed towards the nearby town. "I can feel the energy, I can feel the power starting from somewhere inside the city. It can't be anywhere else because from what I've seen nowhere else is affected and the aura only gets stronger the closer you draw to the city."

Iviroa began tenderly petting the small branch that grew from her thigh and ripped a hole in her pants...This one however appeared to be slowly dying.

"So...what do you suggest we do?"

Kahlil Noble

 

[Kahlil Noble]

He winced in the way she mentioned him being a Jedi. Was it that bad? Regardless, it was good to see R6 again. The droid had already repaid much of the ship, though there was a couple confused beeps at the addition of Iviroa Jinoes in their unfortunate state. Kahlil explained it pretty quickly. Another who crashed. Hurt. Gonna help them get off world. That was enough for the Epicanthix, and so the droid simply booped an affirmation before heading off to continue the repairs.

Kahlil found a place to set the witch down carefully before taking out the syringes. Sure enough, med packs and stims. Should help him get to at least feeling 100% even if his body actually wasn't. He jabbed one into his thigh, wincing at first before a relaxed sigh escaped him. Yeah, this was good stuff. He was in a world of his own when he finally heard Iviroa speaking. His gaze went to her, and for the briefest moment his gaze dipped to the small branch in mild curiosity. Then away as his cheeks could have turned faintly red. Hard to tell as he cleared his throat.

"Once we're in better shape it'll be easier to get through the city. We can find the source and avoid the Katarn. I plan to try and cleanse the source, if that's possible. It's hard to know without seeing it. Either way, we should focus on getting better first."

 

[Iviroa Jinoes]

Iviroa followed Kahlil's eyes, desperate to know what he was thinking behind that grey curious gaze of his. For the briefest moment, his eyes flickered and his pupils became larger before retreating to the corner of his eye followed by a rosy coloring in his cheeks. Over time, Iviroa became a master librarian when it came to reading people, especially when they tried too hard to keep her out. "Promiscuous aren't you? Don't worry I won't judge you too hard. I am a sight for wanting eyes after all." Her obligated teasing completed Iviroa attempted to curl up and fall asleep though no progress could be made...not after today...not after finding...those things looming in the town.

Her dreams were clouded and filled with doom, so many deaths...so much anguish...but not here..., not ones that resided here. This energy was foreign like it had traveled here from a distant world a hidden place fueled only on agony and pure force of will. Tell me what you see. She beckoned. The clouds in her mind grew dark and crimson as they violently chased themselves around in a torrent of sin. How AWFUL! She cried as the clouds formed a claw-like structure with green flames and narrow walkways leading out from each of the onyx pillars holding it up.

Frightened the woman awoke from her nightmare the shine of the early morning sun burning her eyes. Her faces and body had returned to normal and all around her were the dead, dried wooden husks of her thralls their energy depleted in service of their mistress. Gently the witch scooped up the dried husks and swallowed them a satisfied smile forming on her face.

Kahlil Noble

 

[Kahlil Noble]

He cleared his throat pretty quickly after her question, his cheeks threatening to turn even redder. The fact she decided to curl up and fall asleep instead of teasing him further was a welcome change of pace. He followed suit, finding another spot in the wreckage of his ship to curl up and sleep in. Painkillers had proven very valuable to his own ability to sleep, and likely by the time he awoke the bacta would have done it's job and healed him to near a hundred percent. That's what he was hoping for at least.

Kahlil was still asleep with Iviroa Jinoes woke, lightly snoring from where he'd huddled up. The ship was in much better shape now, R6 obviously having worked throughout the night. Still was. The 'room' they were in was enclosed again, and it seemed the AC had been turned back on. The dirt and ground that had been forced into the ship mostly cleaned. It seemed only around the Witch was still dirty, likely because of the fact she was absorbing the plants around them.

When the droid noticed the woman was up it slid over to her, offering a couple beeps before holding up a thermos of what smelled like tea.