Demon of Denon
The missile impacted the apartment, engulfing it in flames and hurling shrapnel all over. Luckily she hid underneath the shield on top of Venku but that didn't stop the flames from licking at her clothing. She groaned with clenched teeth as she felt her clothing singe against her skin, but luckily it passed quickly. Venku shouted something at her but she wasn't sure what. Finally it ended and silence set in. Xan tossed the shield aside and winced as she tried to move. To her surprise she was hurled off him and landed with a grunt. Through squinting eyes she watched him try to save the wreck of a droid copycat.
"Yeah sure kark me right? Don't mind the girl who saved your life." she grumbled as she pushed herself onto her feet. She looked herself over, noticing the damage the flames had done. Her clothing was singed and her hair had a few burns as well which was the last thing she needed. Though the most problematic was the wound in her side. She winced as she touched it and placed her hand over it to try and cover it up. It was only when she heard a familiar voice and saw Venku draw his weapon when she got some energy in her. In the blink of an eye she was next to him and forced his gun arm down. "Drop the gun." she ordered with a cold voice, glaring at him with threatening eyes.
She sighed and leaned against her broken couch, glancing at Cartri. "Yeah we had some guests over. They let themselves in." she explained to him before looking to Venku. "No need to worry about him. He's staying with me. He's clean. His name's Cartri." she reassured him as she stood up. She tried to turn around, but quickly grabbed hold of Venku's shoulder as a wince escaped her. Glancing at the wound, she sighed and carefully lowered herself into her ruined couch. "Karking hell. Cartri, do me a favour and grab the medical kit in the bathroom..." she glanced at where the bathroom was, the wall completely broken down by the explosion. "... Or what's left of it." she added with a weak chuckle. She tore off a piece of her shirt and pressed it over the wound with a restrained groan. "Didn't actually think they hit me. Guess I wasn't moving quick enough." she quipped at Venku, though her smile quickly faded as her dirty face grew darker. "Did you recognize the voice of that droid?" she asked him, hoping he heard the same thing she did.
Once Cartri brought her the kit, she cleaned the wound and stuck a bacta patch over it before wrapping her treatment up with a stimpack. "Did you see anyone on your way here? Anyone suspicious or carrying a type of cylindrical object?" she asked Cartri as she rose to her feet, not sure if he knew what a missile launcher even was...
Venku Bralor Cartri Keswoll Kadora'Tra
"Yeah sure kark me right? Don't mind the girl who saved your life." she grumbled as she pushed herself onto her feet. She looked herself over, noticing the damage the flames had done. Her clothing was singed and her hair had a few burns as well which was the last thing she needed. Though the most problematic was the wound in her side. She winced as she touched it and placed her hand over it to try and cover it up. It was only when she heard a familiar voice and saw Venku draw his weapon when she got some energy in her. In the blink of an eye she was next to him and forced his gun arm down. "Drop the gun." she ordered with a cold voice, glaring at him with threatening eyes.
She sighed and leaned against her broken couch, glancing at Cartri. "Yeah we had some guests over. They let themselves in." she explained to him before looking to Venku. "No need to worry about him. He's staying with me. He's clean. His name's Cartri." she reassured him as she stood up. She tried to turn around, but quickly grabbed hold of Venku's shoulder as a wince escaped her. Glancing at the wound, she sighed and carefully lowered herself into her ruined couch. "Karking hell. Cartri, do me a favour and grab the medical kit in the bathroom..." she glanced at where the bathroom was, the wall completely broken down by the explosion. "... Or what's left of it." she added with a weak chuckle. She tore off a piece of her shirt and pressed it over the wound with a restrained groan. "Didn't actually think they hit me. Guess I wasn't moving quick enough." she quipped at Venku, though her smile quickly faded as her dirty face grew darker. "Did you recognize the voice of that droid?" she asked him, hoping he heard the same thing she did.
Once Cartri brought her the kit, she cleaned the wound and stuck a bacta patch over it before wrapping her treatment up with a stimpack. "Did you see anyone on your way here? Anyone suspicious or carrying a type of cylindrical object?" she asked Cartri as she rose to her feet, not sure if he knew what a missile launcher even was...
Venku Bralor Cartri Keswoll Kadora'Tra