Private Same Old Song and Dance

[Judah Dashiell]

LIANNA

After escaping Mek-Sha, the only logical place to go had been Lianna. Close on the trade route, the capital of the Empire of the Lost. Judah purposely steered them away from Mando and Sith territory. With his son having business in the area on Lothal, Empire of the Lost space was a little friendlier than the other two options. Given Azula Tindara seemed confused and disorientated at times, Judah thought it wise not to try to make it towards the Core. One didn't mess around with head injuries and it had been far too long already. Stims and whatever was in his first aid kit only held for so long.

Rightly separated, he underwent surgery for his shoulder - which was frankly something that should have happened nineteen years ago but decided to be stubborn. After was a short bacta dip to promote muscle healing, although it was going to be a road of support braces and hitting the gym to build strength back in his arm. Hopefully before Life Day and his annual fishing trip.

Fresh out of his dip, Judah grabbed a towel and tried to wipe his face off as the attendant hovered. One hand through the shaggy hair but the drips continued. Bacta had that disgusting smell that was going to cling to his skin no matter how many showers. It was taking a moment to orient himself. He still felt weak and he knew it would be several moments before one foot could go in front of another.

"Once I get some real clothes on, I'd like to see Azula."

 

[Azula Tindara]

The concussion has been the worst part of her injuries. The ankle would take two months to heal, but they had given her a specifically shaped boot to wear. The dose of bacta was now enough to aid healing without causing any side effects.

She was still lying in a medical trolley bed. There was not much to do for the bead I juries but to rest and have her healing encouraged by the drugs. She had been drifting in and out of sleep.

As she rose from a dream, a familiar presence drifted through her awareness. She was glad that she was lucid enough for those senses to be there without her needing to concentrate.

"Judah," she said as the door opened. She smiled and pulled herself back to sit upright, leaving space on the edge of the bed beside herself.

 

[Judah Dashiell]

Sheepish look crossed his face as he realized Azula Tindara had been asleep. Or at least trying to rest. He was well enough to leave - just regular follow ups now that his arm was braced and healing. Easy enough to do on his own schedule with doctors of his choosing, not that Lianna hadn't been hospitable.

"Sorry, didn't mean to wake you. I waited to pop in but still had horrible timing."

As the space was made for him in the bed, he lofted an eyebrow, yet continued to move closer to join her. Small smile touched his face. Carefully he sat on the edge, hoping not to jostle her around. The ankle still looked like it was going to take a bit to fully heal.

"Inviting me in your bed already? Azula you got to recover first. "

Back rested against the uncomfortable headboard and he leaned in closer. He placed a gentle kiss in her cheek before beginning I'm his questioning.

"Sorry I know I smell like bacta. How are you? How are you feeling? I can go home tonight and just follow up with my regular medical team."