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West Carova, Tatooine
We last left our blind, hobbled, backworld-talking twi'lek in W. Carova. Under Cpt. Vyar's orders, she used nonlethal force to subdue the turret operator. He was to be taken POW, until they discovered his injuries were more severe than they thought. Cpt. Rafier gathered the rest of the team onto the speeder, leaving the hurt man by the gate. Surely his Imp friends will save him, but Nyx-Warda knows that by then it may be too late. She stays behind, smirking as someone calls out "Don't die."
She picked up the unconcious trooper by the shoulders. Her senses are clearer with Rafier gone, and she can see, now, the extent of his injury. His pulse is weak, but there. He's barely breathing, but he's alive. There's a gash on his throat that's bleeding. She takes the scarf she used as a viel, and uses it to bandage his neck. She knows she can't do much, but she'll do all she can.
Faster than you can blink, she grabs the trooper, allowing them both to dodge an incoming slug.
The slug misses the trooper, and grazes Nyx's arm. A second sails out, and hits her in the arm. Before she can recover, more troopers appear behind her.
"Freeze."
"Wait! Peace!"
It's all she can do, barely putting her hands up. The troopers fire anyway, and the barrage of laserfire brings her down.
"Drag it out into the desert, and shoot it again."
"Yes, Sir."
It's the last thing she hears. Really, she should have known better. There's no mercy from the enemy.
West Carova, Tatooine
We last left our blind, hobbled, backworld-talking twi'lek in W. Carova. Under Cpt. Vyar's orders, she used nonlethal force to subdue the turret operator. He was to be taken POW, until they discovered his injuries were more severe than they thought. Cpt. Rafier gathered the rest of the team onto the speeder, leaving the hurt man by the gate. Surely his Imp friends will save him, but Nyx-Warda knows that by then it may be too late. She stays behind, smirking as someone calls out "Don't die."
She picked up the unconcious trooper by the shoulders. Her senses are clearer with Rafier gone, and she can see, now, the extent of his injury. His pulse is weak, but there. He's barely breathing, but he's alive. There's a gash on his throat that's bleeding. She takes the scarf she used as a viel, and uses it to bandage his neck. She knows she can't do much, but she'll do all she can.
Faster than you can blink, she grabs the trooper, allowing them both to dodge an incoming slug.
The slug misses the trooper, and grazes Nyx's arm. A second sails out, and hits her in the arm. Before she can recover, more troopers appear behind her.
"Freeze."
"Wait! Peace!"
It's all she can do, barely putting her hands up. The troopers fire anyway, and the barrage of laserfire brings her down.
"Drag it out into the desert, and shoot it again."
"Yes, Sir."
It's the last thing she hears. Really, she should have known better. There's no mercy from the enemy.
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