@[member="Matsu Ike"] @[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"] @[member="Aika Kawakami"]
A soft smile came, but certainly not a real one, to Sio's joke. Reaching up she patted her upon the forearm. "Seems perhaps you and I should be investing in self flying ships."
Even now things were changing, something was so terribly wrong, and she could sense it. But this had nothing to do with the external sources around her. "I know. Big Galaxy though, sometimes I.." Her hand fell away from Siobhan, another stumbled step. This hadn't been part of the vision. This wasn't something she remembered. Seemed the tiny Master was not as well as she appeared. A grimace followed for a moment, pain true pain rolled through her shoulder, followed by the rest of her body before she could tame most of it, save for her shoulder.
Righting herself once more, she glanced to her friend, fear in her eyes. A pale hand reached to her forehead rubbing at it, thinking it all through. Too many strange events were clashing this evening. The healer's eyes moved quickly seeking an answer, trying to allow the fear to wash away. "Might need to visit. Maybe just a vacation will do the trick." Trying her best to hide it all, she smiled, but nothing was right about it.
Some pain had faded, but there was something else at work. Feeling something wet start to ooze from the flesh on her shoulder, she was quick to reached for the source beneath her cloak. One of the scars had ripped open. Withdrawing her hand, what came back was not blood, it was black and quite sickly in nature. Eyes stared for a moment as she ran her thumb across the substance on her fingertips.
This was something she'd never seen in all her years. And with the most recent knowledge she had, there was in no way that this could be a good sign. She was quick to grab her cloak, wiping the substance away. But the feeling lingered on her hand, she had just touched pure darkness, leaving a chill racing down her spine. It was far more than just the darkside living in her flesh, this was much more than that. Whatever had been growing within the Jedi, seemed to only be getting worse.
Her eyes moved to the woman in front of her. What she felt, an aura of light. At least not a threat at this moment. "Do not worry, nothing to apologize for." Even with her concern, worry, she still held a certain calmness in her voice. "My name .." Hesitating a moment, "is Master Coryth Elaris. That is if I can be called Jedi after all this time, all these years."
Glancing between the pair, she sighed. In her heart she knew this was why the force had drawn her here. As much as she hated to be a burden upon others, this was bigger than just her and Siobhan. "That trip to the temple I think we might need to push that up on the itinerary." Her words soft after first, but concern grew with her voice as she went on, "Simple matter is... I need help."
Her hand moved back beneath the cloak, to the open wound. Even other scars visible on her forearms, weren't looking well, darkening. "Something is happening to me, and it seems that this is bigger than anything I can handle alone. I fear, to have any chance I will have to seek the Jedi, and not like there aren't plenty about tonight. All for the woman on the bench, perhaps?" She glanced over her shoulder once more, as she clutched at the seeping wound working as best she could to pull the tattered flesh back together, trying to use the force to mend it, but even that was proving a challenge to her. "Seems after all these years I'm to return home, back to where it all began."