Unknown Regions Salvage (Open)

[Verd Skirata]

"Dear Lenix, that droid had harmed a friend. I know it was following a program, but you no doubt knew it was severely damaged, if there are any more of those you can have my share of them. Alright?" Verd told [member="Lenix Ornil"]

 

[Lenix Ornil]

"It's a droid. It follows a directive." he said in an irritated and rather deadpan kind of way "And don't think you can lecture me on droids. I was building droids from scratch since I was two. That thing even deactivated would have sold for enough to buy a penthouse on Coruscant for two cycles. All expenses paid." he sighed again but basically settled on the matter that it was gone and scowled up to the mando "Just ask me about anything before you blow it up Mr Triggerhappy, alright?" Lenix had little patience for anyone who hindered his operations, and losing a rather large potential profit in his field he had little tolerance for anymore loss of valuable scrap

[member="Verd Skirata"]

 

[Verd Skirata]

"Alright then." Skirata stifled a laugh at the sight of the little squib facing up to him. "Let's go check on Alena."

[member="Lenix Ornil"] [member="Alena"] [member="DasGeneral"] [member="Armand Temi"]

 

[Armand Temi]

Well the half-Chiss wasn't going to carry herself, Armand thought as he noticed the painkiller he had administered made Alena fall asleep. He decided to forgo patching up her EVA suit so he could get her back to Mr. Brightsky. He assumed Wan Min was still on the bridge.

He bent down, hoisted Alena up and cradled her in his arms. She was fairly tall for a half-Chiss but Armand still had a couple of good inches on her and carrying her across the wreck wouldn't be so bad as long as he could get her back to Ms. Brightsky within a few minutes. "I've got Alena and I'm on my way to the bridge," Armand said into his commlink.

 

[Armand Temi]

Armand carried Alena back up to the bridge. He lay her down gently and opened one of his medpacs. He removed a stim-shot and administered it to the half-Chiss so she would awaken again. He felt bad adding to the cocktail of drugs that was already in her system but if they were close to evacuating he needed her to be awake.

"Alena," he said, invoking her name, knowing she may respond better to that as patients sometimes did. "It's time to wake up. Can you hear my voice?"


[member="Lenix Ornil"] [member="Alena"] [member="DasGeneral"] [member="Verd Skirata"]

 

[Verd Skirata]

Skirata decided he should head to the bridge, to check on [member="Alena"] , and see if he could assist [member="Armand Temi"]. "Is she alright?" He asked Armand, knowing that he was a advanced medical practitioner.

 

[Lenix Ornil]

(Just as a heads up, I'll be very busy until tuesday :/ University work and such. So I won't be replying for a while. But I'm not dead!)

 

[Alena Reckar]

Alena groaned as consciousness began to seep back into the periphery of her mind and vision. "Unghh, yes, I can. I better be fixed..." She grumbled, the effort of holding her head up was too great, her mind seemed to be swimming. What the hell did he give me? She asked herself. Another voice in her head claimed it didn't matter, whatever it was...it was working against the pain.

[member="Armand Temi"] [member="Verd Skirata"]

 

[Verd Skirata]

"Hey there, that was quite a hit you took. How are you feeling?" He asked [member="Alena"] knowing she had to feel like osik. "Just came in to check on you, Miss Brightsky didn't want to leave you alone, so we have all been taking turns coming in here." He said. "I mean waiting for you to wake up, and making sure you were alright." He hoped he hadn't made her feel awkward. "You have been out for quite a while, have a drink." He offered her a cantine. [member="Armand Temi"] [member="DasGeneral"]

 

[Lenix Ornil]

Lenix, having been scurrying through the hangar bay, making sure the ships inside were well secured whilst Alena was helped by Armand and Verd. He was concerned, but figured he wouldn't be needed and went around prepping the ship for the move into orbit. After securing the ships in the hangar he made his way back to the front of the ship, entering the main deck and looking over to Alena laying down.

"She going to live then?" he asked, in a rather unknowingly blank manner as he began locking down the damaged parts of the hull, and prepping the ship further for it's tow into orbit. He could see it was nothing serious. He'd SEEN serious, and it still made his sick to his stomach to even think about it "We should move her to another ship soon, we'll need to move this crate out of the way"

[member="Verd Skirata"] [member="Alena"] [member="Verd Skirata"]