New Haven [SJO Dominion of Durkteel AC, 35]

[Samara Raine]

Objective: 2
Location: Medical tents
w/[member="Valae Kitra"] [member="Cathbodua"] [member="Taiden Keth"] [member="Tanaski Yumi"] [member="Corran Cath"]

When the Grandmaster offered a Silver Sigil that the Silver Circle Healers used to those newcomers present, Samara just smiled and reached up to pull a silver-chained necklace with the three healing crystals mounted on a circle out from within her inner tunic, smoothing it down on the outside of the mocha chocolate Jedi robes worn.

"I still have the one you gave me on Voss before I left, Master Kitra... I have been using it wisely since then and growing in the healing Force," the apprentice healer nodded humbly, then began walking with the others towards the medical tents.

There were so many needing medial care! One couldn't start to think about the sheer number, but rather just jump in, taking one case at a time giving each the attention they needed yet being efficient. Thank goodness the patients had been triaged already so that was helpful.

As the two masters and novice students began treating patients together so they could learn the basics of the healing arts, Samara stepped over to another area. The Vorzydian loved working with children and often spent time with the younglings at the temple. She had received not only training with the Force to heal wounds and sickness, but the padawan had also learned conventional and alternative medicine from different mentors. It was important for Samara to be well-rounded for not being the strongest in the pure Force as most Jedi, she would need to rely on all the methods to give patients the best outcomes. Sometimes it was as simple as a reassuring smile and comforting touch. Other times it took everything one knew to pull a person from near death through. Hopefully today it would just be more so the former and not the latter.

Samara quickly sanitized her hands, then went to the next waiting patient. She used a medscanner first to assess the man's wrist that he had hurt when taking a nasty fall getting off one of the refugee transports. It was as the padawan thought... an all too common fracture of the distal radius bone from outstretching his arm to catch himself before hitting the ground. Luckily the break was non-displaced so healing it would be easy enough for her to do.

The apprentice healer after explaining what she was going to do sent the patient a wave of comfort through the Force to ease his pain, then took the healing amulet in one hand and placed the other over the injured area on his forearm. Closing her eyes, Samara let herself fall into a meditative state, visualizing the broken bone and injured tissues surrounding it right down to the cellular level. Drawing on the Force, she wrapped the healing energies around and through the fractured bone mending the broken pieces back together good as new... Well that is what hopefully happened. When finished, she doubled checked with the medscanner once again to make sure it was aligned properly, then splinted the wrist with instructions to wear it for the next few days to give his wrist time to heal fully.

"Thank you!" the man offered appreciatively.

"You're most welcome," Sam smiled back warmly despite the weariness she felt after using the Force like that. Building stamina hopefully would come with time and practice.

 

[Cassius Droma]

“Understood,” Cassius nodded. “No problem.” A no-nonsense attitude had taken over him. It was just like being part of a squad briefing once again, only he wasn’t a pilot right now, and he certainly wasn’t wearing a flight suit. The principles were the same, through – follow orders, try not to deviate from the plan, and if things go wrong, don’t panic.

Cassius’s face contorted into a grimace at the mention of the akk dogs. He stepped over to the window next to Jyoti and similarly looked out once again. That was something else he’d been observing the past few days, and the prospect of having to sneak past them wasn’t exactly enticing for him. From what he had been able to read, though, they were Force sensitive, and therefore, possibly subject to manipulation.

“Alright,” he breathed out, looking to Charlie, his partner for this mission. “Let’s go.”

Within a few minutes, he was pressed against the wall, looking at the docking area and observing the pattern of the guard rotations. The akk dogs growled and sniffed, bobbing their heads this way and that, their owners barely able to keep them at bay with their chain leashes.

Holding his comm unit close to his mouth, Cassius said, “We’re in position. Ready to head in.” He could only imagine they’d be mostly radio silent from here on in unless there was something absolutely vital to tell them.

[member="Charlie"] | [member="Jyoti Nooran"]

 

[Charlie Nooran]

Objective: BYOO

Charlie smiled slightly as she heard her Master agree with her statement. It was a good sign, it meant those times studying old missions and how they went along with listening to her Master was paying off. She was becoming well versed in these types of scenarios and along with lessons her own experiences will formulate her thought process. Doing one last check of her equipment, Charlie looked up and nodded. The hounds were going to be an issue, they didn’t stop till they caught you and devoured you. Gulping, Charlie didn’t plan on being puppy chow tonight.

Upon arriving at the point, Charlie adjusted the comm in her ear. She was able to catch the last bit of what Cassius had to say, it seemed like nothing else was coming through so Charlie loosened it off her ear. If she left it on fully, her ability to hear would be heavily handicapped. It was something that she had always had, for as long as she could remember – though she didn’t know why it was that way. Deciding not to think too much on it, she did her best to try and balance the comm and being able to hear for the Akk dogs.

Pressed against the wall, Charlie remained somewhat behind Cassius as they prepared to move forward into the building. They were just going to observe, and she continued to tell herself this. She needed to remember the mission even if she saw something that made her way to attack. The Padawan knew that she couldn’t do this by herself and that others were needed. Exhaling softly, she crouched and focused upon the Force trying to feel anything through it beyond the dogs. Saying nothing, she gave a signal to Cassius that she felt the area was safe for the most part – minus the dogs.

[member="Jyoti Nooran"] [member="Cassius Droma"]

 

[Saeria Aldan-Keth]

Objective: Nom Nom and Head Freeze
Post: 7
Location: With floppy ears and a quiet friend at the Job Fair
Direct Allies: The icecream man. [member="Ugohr Poof"]

Saeria treated her icecream like it was really delicate not quite wanting to touch it, and then taking a nibble. Not quite wanting to touch it. Then taking another nibble This went on for awhile. The tart taste she adored! Luv Luv Luv. Buuuuttttttt. She could only have a little bit at once, and her teddy needed some too. Wiping the cone on his head against his mouth to be precise so he could have a bite. Which made the icecream a bit furry, but the girl didn't seemed to mind, picking out the fuz.

Meanwhile her friend Althenea was really uncertain about the cone. She was looking at it from all angles. Raised in the wilds she was hawkish about anything new. Eventually she started devouring it, nom nom nom, then it hit her, a headfreeze. She looked really embarrassed, wondering if she'd hurt her head. "OW" she said up to [member="Ugohr Poof"] Saeria was very aware for her supposed age and just so her friend didn't feel completely stupid and alone, she did exactly the same messily eating at her treat till they both had a quick headache. This made Althenea feel less embarrassed, even giggle, but she still had a chilly head.

They both looked up to [member="Ugohr Poof"] to see if he had any other tricks or big things that big people did. Big people were always doing things, stuff she couldn't do. "Why are your ears floppy." Althenea said after a while, "mine don't do that.", this put young Saeria into a gigglefit, and she painted her friends nose with a blob of icecream, which Althenea didn't know how to take at first, trying to blow it off her nose comically. "Stop it!" She said to Saeria, and now it was Saeria's turn to feel embarrassed, her shy friend not used to playing with others, she felt bad she'd made her feel bad.

 

[Ugohr Poof]

Objective: Job fair
Nearby: [member="Saeria Aldan-Keth"]

"Mesa maxibig ears floppy because mesa not human: mesa Gungan, and floppy ears issa attribute of mesa species, useful under water; yousa not Gungan and humans not have floppy ears"

He did, in fact, observe in amusement the telltale signs in the Force that Saeria was much further along the developmental curve than is normally the case in humans or Near-Humans of similar lifespans. Or maybe shesa from a Near-Human species whose lifespan issa much longer than Gungan or human lifespans, he thought. While Ugohr saw in Saeria a potential child genius, he knew that nurturing a child genius was a challenging proposition at best, and that would usually take multiple people, of which he would only be one for a short time. He'd rather not bore her about all the details of what goes into supply chain management of even ice cream, much less an entire restaurant; however, even with child-appropriate serving sizes, headfreezes can and often do happen. Just that there is no need for him to get alarmed. What matters to him is other areas of satisfaction. Whether the food is safe for consumption, whether the food has satisfactory flavors and the service time/quality is acceptable. Because, to his eyes, good service is key to staying in business, in fast-food as in real estate or banking.

"Perhaps yousa can say dat mesa not knowen child development well, but itsa possible yousa child genius, or yousa from a long-lived Near-Human species; however, mesa not da best resource for everything"

 

[Valae Heavenshield]

Objective: 2
Location: Medical tents
Post: 8

“Good, good!” Valae beamed as Taiden spoke, glad to hear that he was more than willing to learn from both the healers and the doctors here. She took in his question with a nod, treating such injuries was quite common. A particular case lingered in the back of her mind, where one of their padawan learners had recently been shot. The event had left a bitter taste in her mouth, especially as the assailant was still at large, but she pushed this from her mind.

“In cases where there are foreign bodies, surgery is often needed before we can proceed with any kind of force healing. I, myself, work with the surgeons that work in our temple’s healing hall. They are very skilled, and I truly value their input and assistance. For instance, fragments from a projectile are carefully removed by our surgeons, and then I come in to assist with healing the wound once that’s complete.”

Truly, there was much teamwork here in the Silver Circle. Valae’s eye shifted for a moment, seeing [member="Samara Raine"] quick to take on work. It was good to see that she was still keeping up with her studies of the healing arts, and improving, no doubt. And her eyes had momentarily found [member="Corran Cath"], perhaps he was a new arrival that also wished to help.

As Tana spoke up, Valae offered a small smile and a nod. “Yes, that would be one way to tackle the problem!” Moving closer, she took a moment to give the wound a quick visual assessment. The skin was fairly smooth, no sign of external scarring. Holding the palm of her hand out towards the man’s leg, she reached out with the force. The aura of Tana’s healing energy lingered there, a radiant display of healing if ever she had seen one.

“Nice work there, Tana.” Valae grinned, “You did a great job, and it’s all healed.” Glancing at their patient, she gave him a nod. “You’re good to go, sir.”

 

[Tanaski Yumi]

Objective: 2
Location: Healing Tent doing heal
Peps nearby: [member="Samara Raine"]
Post: 4

With the wound healed Tana listened to the small lecture master [member="Valae Kitra"] gave to Taiden, despite how much the force could do it was often better to have specialized equipment on hand to deal with certain situations. Simply using the force to pull out shrapnel, fragmentation and other impurities would most likely just cause more internal problems, potentially poisoning the person depending in what foreign particulates. That did raise a note, was there not a force power that allowed someone to recover from poisoning and toxins? or was he just getting mixed up with something else

Soon though it came for wound inspection, the boy waiting patiently for the Grand Master to inspect his handy work, not knowing how well the healing affect had worked, a small feeling of nervousness welling up inside as she inspected the leg. "Is all heal, that good, not sure if power was strong enough, still much concentration needed, need more practice", a small smile creeping along his lips at the reinforcing compliment. Still he was not about to run around healing everyone in site, as such kept close to the grand master as she went around addressing more issues, certainly a very resourceful woman."Let me know when we move on or next practical lesson is happening, though don't let me distract your from helping out others".

 

[Saeria Aldan-Keth]

Objective: Nom Nom and Head Freeze
Post: 8
Location: With floppy ears and a quiet friend at the Job Fair
Direct Allies: The icecream man. [member="Ugohr Poof"]

Saeria said bibbleblop on the subject. What that meant was anyone's guess. Always in a world of her own, apart from everyone else. She only looked about 4, but Ugohr had sharp eyes, even if he had floppy ears. Licking her ice cream bit by bit, Sae didn’t get much ice cream at all. So she wanted to make this last, a very long time, for her a long time was a very long time! Sadly it would melt before she could, so she was doing her best to prevent it, licking around the outside.

Althenea was still upset, wiping her nose like a cat would over and over. Not used to the cold sensation. Eventually she picked up the courage to say something, “do you like rain?” She didn’t know, but made the association with 'wet' [member="Ugohr Poof"]

Saeria carried on licking her icecream oblivious to them both, like worlds of her own were turning in her mind. Though Ugohr might find her walking around him a few times. If she had any intelligence, which she did, she wasn’t focused enough on where she was enough to make much use of her life experience. Experience which today was walking her around him, in such a way that knocked something out of another man’s hand, causing him to bend down and avoid someone else stumbling into him.

A series of completely random events avoiding an accident? Saeria just kept on humming, and then stopped walking. Wanting to take the gungan’s hand. Althenea had another question however! “Can mesa talk like you?” She wanted to learn gungan! It caused Saeria to giggle again, and bob her head wanting to join in. "Can we?"

 

[Ugohr Poof]

Objective: Job fair
Nearby: [member="Saeria Aldan-Keth"]

"Usen Gungans live under da water, and oursa surface cities are in regions where there-sa regular rain. Wesa liken water, and not just under da form of rain"

He answered Althenea's question about rain with how Gungans approached water in life, as well as the habitats they usually lived in. Of course, the most famous of the Gungan settlements was Otoh Gunga, famous for its sprawling complex of hydrostatic bubbles, but he did close a sale in Rellias, for one Ajira Cardei, which ended up selling a vacant plot next to Gungan-built mansions and a golf course. After that, he looked at the child that seemed to be eating soft ice cream like it was the first time doing it (Saeria), said child walked around the Gungan and her clumsiness caused the Squib supply chain manager to get a bid statement knocked off his hand. it also caused him to bend down and avoid another Squib from stumbling upon him. Once that was done, it was clear that Saeria wanted to hold his hand because she was wanting to avoid a repeat of the incident with the Squib supply chain manager. With the child that mentally aged faster than her body asking a question about Gunganese vs. Basic, he felt compelled to answer, perhaps because Saeria was interested in Gungans on an academic level.

"Yousa can talk like mesa. Between Basic and modern Gunganese, there-sa only a handful of differences: pronouns and da verb to be being da most important"

 

[Taiden Keth]

Objective 2, Watch. Learn. Grow.
Post: 9
Location: With the Medical Staff
Direct Allies: [member="Cathbodua"] | [member="Tanaski Yumi"] | [member="Samara Raine"] | [member="Valae Kitra"] | [member="Corran Cath"]

Taiden bowed deeply. He had many friends that required a similar surgery, complicated in nature it would require a lot of study to prepare him, but that was worth the time invested. He said nothing his personal issue, preferring to remain private. “Thank you Grandmaster Kitra.” Always so formal. He had watched her and the others work closely, always learning, always another question that was answered with silently studying their technique.

Moving to watch a nurse at work, he found himself over by [member="Samara Raine"]’s side, or rather being Taiden three paces behind her with the nurses attending. Not crowding her work, he was taking notes on how the equipment worked for further reading later, and then footnotes on the notes to be thorough. His own 3d data recording device worked a mile a minute, a blur to the eyes, keeping the picture of the room in mind and where or rather how she moved when she did.

“May I inquire how do you use that?” Taiden gestured to the medical scanner. Remaining back a few paces so not to crowd her. His watchful silver eyes taking in every detail about how she worked with the equipment, learning by watching it in action far better than words. Only after having it explained to him, hopefully visually by a nurse or by Samara did he attempt to use a device on a nearby patient.

He found it awkward and cumbersome but he had a slow persistent thoroughness which might be admired. The man only had a strained knee but Taiden was so thorough that’d he checked every inch of his body three times, and then gone back over to be absolutely sure the knee was the only issue. That and some mild arthritis in the ankles. Thankfully the patient didn’t look in any rush, but sadly by how long Taiden took the patient had to ask? “Is it really bad?”