Private Down in a Hole

[Roxxann Tane]

Objective: Survival
Location: Pelleon Gardens, Bastion
Outfit: Simple Gray Robes
Equipment: Lightsaber, Medpac
Tags: Varis Oakertain

It had been weeks since the attack on the Gardens and all of Bastion had been orchestrated by the Fifth Wing. The appearance had been that the Empire of the Lost had been a dishonorable guest and moved against their host. But since these events the Empire had fallen due to other machinations of the same Fifth Wing. Beneath the rubble of the once grand gardens, Arilator Roxxann Tane had been collected in somewhat safety by a sinkhole and covered in debris.

These weeks of survival had been possible as the Force instinctively surrounded the young woman, all energy focused inward to keep her alive. The result was that Roxxann's life signs would not be detected by technology nor the most powerful Force User. An isolated struggle to heal and eventually press on. Days were spent unconscious completely due to a head wound. Even after regaining awareness, Roxxann remained in a near-stasis state. Bones in her ribs, arm, and both legs were broken. The ribs breaks caused damage to a lung and probably other less vital internal organs. All the while the Force kept Roxxann going.

Through the Force Roxxann manifested two figures to advise her. Her paternal grandfather, a man she barely knew, was there to push her to the next goal as quickly as possible. Her former Jedi Master to preach patience and faith in the Force. Like a devil and angel on her shoulders, the visions from Roxxann's past gave contradictory thoughts. Roxxann's faith in the Force as a life giving energy had won out more often than not. But she was beginning to feel stronger. And even if she could live out her entire life in this hole, what would the use of doing so be? She now needed to take next steps to freedom and full recovery.

"It is time to get out of this place," Roxxann stated coldly to the to apparitions.

"How will you accomplish this granddaughter?"

"Humorous that the one who doesn't understand we have the power to leave this hole is the one who is the greatest advocate of such a move," Roxxann commented gazing at her former Master as she did so.

"I hope you are not suggesting, young one, that I would insist on staying here forever…" the aged female Mirialan posed.

Roxxann shook her head, "Eventually it would be the will of the Force that we leave this place. I hold faith in the power and wisdom of the Force. More than most in my family. But I am no longer a servant to its will." Roxxann smiled at the frown of her Master and nodded to her grandfather. "It is time I leave you two. I appreciate the company and wisdom. I hope to see you both for real in the future. I need more tangible help though now…"

Both apparitions dissipated and Roxxann forced her way out of her Force Stasis. Pain instantly grabbed hold of her. Though she lacked formal training in the Dark Side of the Force she was able to use her pain to amplify a loud scream. Anyone close to the gardens would hear this and any technology seeking life signs would now sense Roxxann. She hoped it was just a matter of time now.

 

[Varis Oakertain]

Objective: Debris clearing & Reconstruction
Location: Pelleon Gardens, Bastion
Outfit: Diarchy Uniform
Equipment: F-11D Blaster Rifle, Bandolier, Utility Belt, Comlink
Tags: Roxxann Tane

The fog of war has cleared and Bastion is doing its best to rise from ashes. The Palleon gardens, the site of the meeting between the leaders of the Empire of the Lost and the Diarchy - was now a secured zone that had been left untouched by normal personnel since the time of the attack. The Diarchys intelligence branch "The Network" in tandem with a select few others had been the only ones allowed access. Doing their best to find any clues that could pinpoint exactly who would receive judgement for this atrocity.

Varis Oakertain - Diarch Relliks personal hunter, bodyguard, and friend, was one of the few allowed within the old halls. Beyond the direct trust of Rellik, Varis had tracking skills on par with some of the best bounty chasers in the galaxy. With that in mind, both Diarchs had decided that the major debris could now be cleared with industrial equipment and the halls rebuilt.

Under the morning sun of a new day upon Bastion, Varis watched closely to see signs of the attacks as the workers began. He, himself was in the room. A few mere meters away from the Diarchs as the first bolts came in from the window. The general populace had not been told - but a single attacker shot shortly before any naval ship had. His job now would be to search for new signs; scorch marks, toppled chairs, and if the structure had been toppled in specific areas on purpose to crush those within.

As the birds of Revelin chirped in the early morning a scream rang through the air that overcame even the heavy machinery. All of the workers froze and Varis himself gripped his blaster tight. Pulling out his secure line comlink that went directly to Diarch Rellik and the High Adjudicator of the NETWORK - "My lord, we just had a resonance come through the rubble of the Palleon gardens. A force user is trapped here and we are to free her. Send reinforcements just in case. Varis out."

Yelling loud enough for all of the workers to hear he gave a command.

"There is a woman within this rubble! Get on that duracrete now with a pulley and get her free."

 

[Roxxann Tane]

Objective: Survival
Location: Pelleon Gardens, Bastion
Outfit: Simple Gray Robes
Equipment: Lightsaber, Medpac
Tags: Varis Oakertain

Roxxann's hold on consciousness ebbed and flowed as the workers cleared debris that riddled the path back to the surface with danger. Her pain had been enough to fuel her attempt to gain the attention of anyone close by, but after that she called on her other powers to once again maintain a borderline state between life and death. The pain was too much interference for Roxxann to call on the Force to heal her wounds in the way she had been trained. All she could do now was wait and hope that her call was heard.

Finally in one bout of consciousness, Roxxann felt dust fall into her wavy strawberry blond locks. The hand of her uninjured arm struggled to reach her medpack as it became evident that something was breaking though. In the pack Roxxann found the special stim and injected it into her neck. Adrenaline and a surge of the Force coursed through her body just as light broke though and made her squint.

A cable with some sort of tool hovered in the hole just within Roxxann's reach. She gripped it as tightly as she could and shook it about hoping that whoever was monitoring it would notice.

"I am here lift me up please," Roxxann strained to be heard. If the workers did in fact raise the tool Roxxann would be slumped in exhaustion, all of her effort going into holding on while she was lifted to freedom.

 

[Varis Oakertain]

Objective: Rescue Operation!
Location: Pelleon Gardens, Bastion
Outfit: Diarchy Uniform
Equipment: F-11D Blaster Rifle, Bandolier, Utility Belt, Comlink
Tags: Roxxann Tane

Once the shock and truthfully - the fear of the scream wore off from the crew they hopped into action. Varis taking the lead and commanding the workers. The man knew what it felt like to be trapped and was throwing off smaller pieces of rubble by hand as the heavy equipment worked away.

As more and more rubble was taken away, he could see her a little bit. A fair and youthful blonde woman deep into a crater that had been made through repeated impact from naval cannons. Abandoned and left to protect herself. Just like Varis all those years ago on Dxun. Get that cable down there and see if she can grab a hold of it! If she's too weak, I'll go down and put her over my shoulder myself.

As the final pieces were removed and the entire crew could look down with the pulley bar descending, he heard her call out. "I am here lift me please"

The tension of the moment for construction workers compared to first responders was obvious. Even Varis himself was slightly shaken as he saw the woman's current state.

As soon as she was high enough - Varis and the entire crewed grabbed her and gently lifted her the rest of the way.

They laid down their jackets as a shared gesture and placed her upon it.

As the workers generally crowded her, asking questions about how she felt. Varis turned slightly and pulled out his communicator. "Bring a vial of the crimson elixir." As he awaited for the additional security and medical supplies, he cleared out the crowd surrounding the girl. Reaching into one of his belt pouches and pulling out a compact emergency water, he offered it to the girl.

"If you can, drink some of this. Slowly dear." His tone was of an old father doing his best to ensure this person felt safe and okay.

 

[Roxxann Tane]

Objective: Survival
Location: Pelleon Gardens, Bastion
Outfit: Simple Gray Robes
Equipment: Lightsaber, Medpac
Tags: Varis Oakertain

Fresh air filled Roxxann's nose telling her mind that she had a chance to make it through. Someone had heard her call for help. But as she tried to breathe normally and open her eyes to see her savior, the tear in her lung caused a heavy cough as the only sound capable of exiting her lips.

The young woman tried to focus and control her breathing, thoughts of even focusing breaths only to her good lung. But the pain was too much. She knew that she would be ok. At the moment she would need more help to even muster the strength to thank her rescuers.

Roxxann heard the voice of Varis taking command of the situation and asking for what she hoped was medical intervention. His calm and control made Roxxann initially think he was a Tane. Her father or grandfather, but fresh air as hard as it was to inhale was bringing clarity. She was on Bastion. Her family was parsecs away. The man whose voice gave familial comfort was a stranger.

Wetness touched Roxxann's lips and she did her best to follow Varis' advice. She was horribly dehydrated and the desire to gulp down the entire flask was heavy. But the calm voice was commanding and she did as she was told. Between sips she finally controlled her breath enough to speak, "Thank you. Broken. Leg. Arm. Ribs. Lung…Need bacta…"

She gave a short sigh. The last part was probably quite evident to anyone. "What happened? How long?

 

[Varis Oakertain]

Objective: Medical aid, Intelligence, Security
Location: Pelleon Gardens, Bastion
Outfit: Diarchy Uniform
Equipment: F-11D Blaster Rifle, Bandolier, Utility Belt, Comlink
Tags: Roxxann Tane

The medical team had arrived along with a unit of Preservers. The guardians did not need to say anything for the construction crew to get out of their way. It was a rare sight to see them and most citizens knew they were one of the highest extensions of the law. The arbiters of peace, Judge and Executioner.

Varis deemed they were here in case any other powers used would be met with the appropriate response. It made sense that would be the reason it took them so long to arrive. - For the medical team they enacted quickly. Moving Varis out of the way as they took over aid. He informed them of the self diagnosed broken leg, arm, ribs and lung. With the request and permission to be placed in Bacta.

Per his request they gave her the crimson elixir concoction. It would not heal anything broken or torn but it would aid her in a strong general sense. A quick shot of bacta. - Only available to medical staff per a officials request.

With the health of Bastions citizens a priority and the recent attack. The medical team was well equipped. One professional inserted a small needle into the chest of the woman and withdrew any excess fluid from her lungs. Than a oxygen mask was placed on her to aid in her breathing. - With gentle care they placed her unto a gurney and off they went. Varis in tow. He swiftly informed the construction team to take a long lunch and called out on his secure line to have a network Silentiarii come and survey the scene in his absence.

As the group was off to a nearby medical building with everything needed to aid Roxxann, Varis answered her question. Hoping to get some information in return with the aid of the crimson elixir and other medical aid.

"During the meeting between the Empress and the Diarchs. A shooter from a nearby building opened fire, aiming for both parties. As the first shots landed within the room - devastation followed swiftly. An Empire of the Lost Super Star Destroyer; named the Quest. Opened fire upon the city. Taking out defenses and the gardens of Pelleon first. The entire event was a ploy to kill all the leaders of state present. I remember seeing you in the room now that I have a good look at you. I myself was in the back behind the Diarchy administration."

Varis gave a comforting smile. Hoping Roxxann could see him and know she was not alone in what happened that day.

"Many lives were lost on both sides, civilians as well. Yet I want you to know I am happy you made it. We have learned the Empire was not responsible per say. I am not at liberty to say freely who was but know we will take good care of you. You are safe here with us."

The group had arrived outside and Roxxann was to be loaded into the medical speeder. Varis deciding to hop in and see her off to the hospital.

 

[Roxxann Tane]

Objective: Survival
Location: Pelleon Gardens, Bastion
Outfit: Simple Gray Robes
Equipment: Lightsaber, Medpac
Tags: Varis Oakertain

Roxxann focused on her breathing as the medical personnel did quick work to stabilize her. Bacta, draining of her injured lung and a dose of liquid that tasted like…"Strawberry?" Roxxann mewled with a smile painted on her lips.

Roxxann did her best to ignore the activity around her. She focused on the main voice of her rescuers. News was important to be able to bring herself back from protective stasis back into reality. With help of the crimson elixir, Roxxann's own healing powers focused on her lung.

She remembered the meeting. Roxxann wasn't supposed to be there. Her cousin had asked her to monitor things from afar. But the demands made by the Imperials were out of line and Roxxann felt drawn to interject herself to hope to find common ground where others seemed to wish for confrontation. Remembering these thing had Roxxann realize they were moving. Hopefully that would be a good thing.

Eyes fluttered open to see the comforting smile on Varis' face. She returned the smile by reflex. The smile was instantly replaced by a frown at hearing the loss caused by the event. "I am Roxxann. Arilator of the Quasesitorum. Allied to the Empress, but don't serve her. I am sorry for your losses. The Diarchs? They are ok? Any life lost is horrendous, but terrorists finding success and creating chaos would be even worse? The Empress? then Roxxann's eyes widened. VR-4 “Four” was at her side…"And a blonde woman who was with me. She would have gone to the Empress's side in an attack. Do you know what happened to her?

 

[Varis Oakertain]

Varis's heart softened as Roxxann came back more and more. It was good to see her strength returning, for a moment he was worried she had suffered to much. Her soft smile was a shining light of the day but her realization of the events was reminiscent of the entire planet the days after the attack. He hoped to help preserve her good outlook as much as he could. Yet he did not have much information on her compatriots.

"I am sorry to inform you but I was ordered to get our defense force ready by Diarch Rellik the moment the attack began. I was in charge of rallying the navy and any remaining turret defenses. I do not know about your friend the blond woman. Yet I know the Empress escaped so perhaps she did as well. I have recounts of both Diarchs that could aid in some clues. - Rellik himself held the rubble that was falling down upon their heads as he was taken under by the gardens ceiling. Luckily for him I guess he was under much less than you as he was out and aiding in the defense within an hour. Diarch Reign, he stopped our Warmaster from attacking the empress so that he could get answers - I will reach out to him on a communicator and see if he knows anything, I know they did not fight. As well, if you wish to reach out to them we are not against it and will provide the tools necessary. I will not lie to you, assume your conversation is being listened to. Just due process on our part."

He was honest and gave all the information he knew. Offering access to long range communicators so that Roxxann could reach out at her own leisure. With the medical group now arriving at the "Hospital" they prepared her for the bacta tank while Varis and Her were stationed in a room. Every now and than he would walk away to talk to someone while touching the pin on his chest.

"Pardon me, I never said it before. - It is nice to meet you Roxxann. I am Varis Oakertain. A trusted advisor of Diarch Rellik." He did his best to comfort her and treat her like a person, not an enemy by any means. "I have been informed that there is a room for you at a resort near to this hospital if you wish to stay upon Bastion. Just give them your name and they will show you around. It is our gift to you along with this medical care and communication access."

A large black droid entered as Varis was finishing his words.

"Diarch Rellik is not here to introduce himself personally but this is his litigation and legal droid Onyx. Once you are healed he will help you with anything you need. Simply press this pad down when you require assistance. I know he is a little intimidating but do not be afraid. You are our guest for as long as you would like" He reached out his hand and offered a small disk with a press pad on it.

Tags: Roxxann Tane