GhostOfProtocol
The OOC One
His fingertips were becoming redder and redder, the lightning on his fingertips jumping higher and higher. Actually lower and lower but we chose to not question that bit. Jardo was getting more than annoyed at this Jedi, he regretted ever coming to Voss to be fair. He could handle Keth, but this was just stupid.
The pain was flaring back up, and Jardo growled. He spat a little, staring dead at the Jedi, sparks climbing up his hands now. "Are you going to give me the medical aid and let me go, or do I need to do a magic trick and bust my way out of this cell?" he spat at her, still keeping eye contact. "I came here because I thought i'd be treated decently, you know. Able to walk around, try things i've never tried. I didn't expect to be trapped like some animal, bleeding out because some poor Jedi is too busy thinking about what's right and wrong, if I get my own way or not. You make me sick"
[member="Cathbodua"]
The pain was flaring back up, and Jardo growled. He spat a little, staring dead at the Jedi, sparks climbing up his hands now. "Are you going to give me the medical aid and let me go, or do I need to do a magic trick and bust my way out of this cell?" he spat at her, still keeping eye contact. "I came here because I thought i'd be treated decently, you know. Able to walk around, try things i've never tried. I didn't expect to be trapped like some animal, bleeding out because some poor Jedi is too busy thinking about what's right and wrong, if I get my own way or not. You make me sick"
[member="Cathbodua"]