He told me everything would be all right, when he said goodbye. He'll be fine. I know he will. Lost mates and children waitin' t' meet him on the other side.. Never havin' t' work no more, or worry no more, or duck the boys in white no more.. Like Keren said, he's earned his rest. Done a lot o' good for a lot o' people *Her voice is breaking, and you can hear a quick shuffle as she swipes a tear* Ashla knows.. I was one of 'em...
I know.. he'll be fine... but shards, I'm gonna' miss 'im...
...and I know I'm not the only one. More than half a dozen volunteered for the rescue op. After a bit of recon, and some crafty slicing, we went in strong and brought the house down. Not a snowflake was left standing when we reached his cell. The one place I couldn't see inside with the force... and now we found out why. When we broke in, this nasty inquisitor jumped out at us. It wasn't long before, as a group, we overpowered him.. but we were still too late.
He was alive when we found him... but nobody was home. He was in bad shape... a strange.. hollow.. shell. I just remember I kept trying to reach out.. to make sense.. grasping and searching for any spark- any glimmer -of the man I knew.
Colonel S. Breil'lya.. Servicenumber 2177421-fel-3421..
That's all.. that's all he would say....
We rushed him back to camp, and got him in a bacta tank, but there's only so much bacta can heal. It was all a blurr.. I hardly noticed anything outside trying to contact him, and I wasn't the only one trying. I know Keren, at least, was one of them. Just before the end, I felt him. It was like he was right beside me, giving me one last hug goodbye before he took his rest. I.. had always heard.. that when a being becomes one with the force, the body disappears. Never had witnessed such a thing before.. but well... it's true.
Everyone just seemed in shock. We just stayed there. We had to go.. I mean.. we just wasted an Imperial prison. There were bound to be more troops on the way. Stlian wanted them to come. He wanted to stay behind and waste them all. He wanted revenge. He would have gotten himself killed.. but I don't think he cared.
I cared.
I never thought I would ever strike him.. really strike him.. but I couldn't lose him too. Not like that. I attacked him with a maelstorm of lightning, and pulled enough energy out of him to keep him unconcious long enough to drag him back to Casa Verdant. Keren tried to stop me when I passed the camp. Tried to take the crystal.. but I stray from the point.. which is that I ran anyway. Laid him on the couch when we got there, and restored a good amount of his energy. Watched for movement. He'd live. I knew it. He was damaged, but he'd be safe here.
One by one, others showed up. Keren was first. He brought my staff. I'd left it before. Of course I had to explain what happened. Zan appeared soon after, likely expecting news of a rescue. When he heard what really happened he wished he'd been there to try to help stop it. I'm not sure anyone could have stopped it. Right about here Stlian was drowning himself in gabaki and depression. Zan healed him from my attacks, and blocked the spice. If Father finds out about this he'll want to kill him. Already wants to send him to the zoo. Keren offered to help talk him down, but no, he has enough to worry about.
Before he passed, Sayon transferred all of his knowledge into Keren. At first I thought it was a freak accident, like maybe Keren tried to use his sight on him to shock him back to his senses, and something went wrong. Of course it was nothing of the sort. Keren was chosen, deliberately, to keep this knowledge. Got the impression he felt it more of a burden than a blessing. What I wouldn't give to have even just a small part of that wonderful gift. He wondered why it was him. Hmmh. Can't his new memories tell him? The rest of us will just have to wonder. Zan theorized that he was the best logical choice because, I quote, "Stlian is batshit, and Nyx is Dying."
Thankyou, Zan, for being so goddamn delicate. That little quip didn't magnify the already chaotic situation at all. Grief, he's worse than Pockets. At least Pockets is too young to know better. Though I suppose it's my fault ultimately for not being nakedly honest from the start. Now Stlian is even more depressed, and Keren's all hurt that I didn't tell him. What he probably doesn't understand is that I didn't tell anybody. The only people who knew before were Lawrence because he's my husband, and Sayon because he sensed such things as a healer. Dying is also a very crude way to put it, considering it will be years before my energy problems catch up with me. Also, I haven't been entirely dishonest about it- all these years I've been pretty clear about putting on more years than I ought, even if I never did spring the D-word on anyone.
Anyway, the subject soon passed, though I get the feeling I haven't heard the last of it. Like I said before, he has enough to worry about. He went back home to rest, or to Crimson. Figured it was a good chance to check on Stlian. I couldn't tell if he was really in I-give-no-shits mode, or if he just really wanted to be. Speaking of false give-no-shits, Royth showed up about then. I mean, sure, he wasn't overly touchy when he heard the news, but he didn't need to be. He just proceeded, as always, to remind us of some of the plain truths it's easy to forget when the chaos settles in. I still maintain that in spite of his loner attitude, he's got more heart than most sometimes.
Just wish he'd take his own advice about asking help. I feel bad. We were so wrapped up in what we had going on, nobody noticed that he'd had a good hole blown in him under his armor. He'd had the empire on his tail for a good few planets. One of them had toasted him with a rocket. It's a good thing that buckethead was a crappy shot, because it could have been a lot worse. Still wasn't pretty, though, and the worst of it was that he didn't even have a chance to patch himself up in between being chased. Zan had already left, so I figured I'd try to help him. From the way he acted, I didn't think it would be as bad as it was- something a few bandages and some herbal remedies could help. When we got to the secret room, it turned out he.. well.. had a hole in him.
I am not a healer. I'm an alchemist. He'd lost a lot of blood already, and I needed to take more before I could grow what he needed. A small measure of his for pattern, a measure from my stock to build on, and a measure of my own to feed the fire. Cut it pretty close. By the time I grew enough to replace what he lost, he was passed out. His lungs stopped. His heart stopped. I was horrified, thinking I'd killed him, but after a few moments his vitals pumped back up and he came to. We weren't out of the woods yet. He still had a wound that needed closing, and I'd have to grow skin for him, and bind it to him. I offered to put a sleep on him so he didn't have to feel it, but he didn't want it, so I had to reconstruct him concious. I hate doing that. Never before heard that man yell out in pain. Ever. Unsettling, to say the least. After it was finished, he got new bandages on him to soak in some medicine that would help. Then rest.
Muaarga had been watching the whole time, I think. Was so wrapped up working, I didn't notice when he came in. Turns out he had some scary news with him. Y'see.. I had been given the crystal that houses Sain yesterday. I'd been running from Dasha, and some Enclave men found me in the wilderness. They wanted me alive.. Dasha wanted me dead.. and I was too weak to resist if I'd tried. When their guy came down to search my gear, I spied one of Phnb's bug-cams and et it. The Enclave wants me for some kind of experiments having to do with the force. Never got a chance to start their work. They took me to a holding cell and celebrated my capture by drinking up all my "booze". Oh I'm sorry.. did I say that was booze? I meant poisoned potions, honest. Spat out the bug.. was able to talk to Phnb, who talked to Ash, who talked to Stlian, who rushed in in a blaze of glory and swooped me back to the bunker in Riva Glas. Keren, Muaarga, and Dosni were on their way to help, and I asked Keren to bring the crystal so I could use it to draw energy from. He didn't like the idea, but he did it, and I was able to get what I needed.
Now.. there was some concern about Sain getting out. Sayon said it couldn't happen, and that there was only one way it could happen, and that required virgin blood and three highly skilled forcers. Muaarga had meditated on this, and he came to tell me that it could be easier than we think for him to get out, with my work I'm often surrounded by strong forcers, and I'm a walking scource of virgin blood. At first I was confused.. I mean.. well.. I'm married.. I have children.. *Ahem* but what he told me made me fling the jewel away like poison.
....
*Nyx pauses, and swipes at something skittering across her collar. She's still a second as she realizes what it is, and a little mechanical buzzing as if from nearby robo-bug-legs can be heard.*
Eh? ...Ah 'ello there little guy. Gimmie just a sec..
*She pulls the recording closer to mumble into.*
Gonna' wrap this up for now.. but I'll update here soon, because it's important.
*END*
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I know.. he'll be fine... but shards, I'm gonna' miss 'im...
...and I know I'm not the only one. More than half a dozen volunteered for the rescue op. After a bit of recon, and some crafty slicing, we went in strong and brought the house down. Not a snowflake was left standing when we reached his cell. The one place I couldn't see inside with the force... and now we found out why. When we broke in, this nasty inquisitor jumped out at us. It wasn't long before, as a group, we overpowered him.. but we were still too late.
He was alive when we found him... but nobody was home. He was in bad shape... a strange.. hollow.. shell. I just remember I kept trying to reach out.. to make sense.. grasping and searching for any spark- any glimmer -of the man I knew.
Colonel S. Breil'lya.. Servicenumber 2177421-fel-3421..
That's all.. that's all he would say....
We rushed him back to camp, and got him in a bacta tank, but there's only so much bacta can heal. It was all a blurr.. I hardly noticed anything outside trying to contact him, and I wasn't the only one trying. I know Keren, at least, was one of them. Just before the end, I felt him. It was like he was right beside me, giving me one last hug goodbye before he took his rest. I.. had always heard.. that when a being becomes one with the force, the body disappears. Never had witnessed such a thing before.. but well... it's true.
Everyone just seemed in shock. We just stayed there. We had to go.. I mean.. we just wasted an Imperial prison. There were bound to be more troops on the way. Stlian wanted them to come. He wanted to stay behind and waste them all. He wanted revenge. He would have gotten himself killed.. but I don't think he cared.
I cared.
I never thought I would ever strike him.. really strike him.. but I couldn't lose him too. Not like that. I attacked him with a maelstorm of lightning, and pulled enough energy out of him to keep him unconcious long enough to drag him back to Casa Verdant. Keren tried to stop me when I passed the camp. Tried to take the crystal.. but I stray from the point.. which is that I ran anyway. Laid him on the couch when we got there, and restored a good amount of his energy. Watched for movement. He'd live. I knew it. He was damaged, but he'd be safe here.
One by one, others showed up. Keren was first. He brought my staff. I'd left it before. Of course I had to explain what happened. Zan appeared soon after, likely expecting news of a rescue. When he heard what really happened he wished he'd been there to try to help stop it. I'm not sure anyone could have stopped it. Right about here Stlian was drowning himself in gabaki and depression. Zan healed him from my attacks, and blocked the spice. If Father finds out about this he'll want to kill him. Already wants to send him to the zoo. Keren offered to help talk him down, but no, he has enough to worry about.
Before he passed, Sayon transferred all of his knowledge into Keren. At first I thought it was a freak accident, like maybe Keren tried to use his sight on him to shock him back to his senses, and something went wrong. Of course it was nothing of the sort. Keren was chosen, deliberately, to keep this knowledge. Got the impression he felt it more of a burden than a blessing. What I wouldn't give to have even just a small part of that wonderful gift. He wondered why it was him. Hmmh. Can't his new memories tell him? The rest of us will just have to wonder. Zan theorized that he was the best logical choice because, I quote, "Stlian is batshit, and Nyx is Dying."
Thankyou, Zan, for being so goddamn delicate. That little quip didn't magnify the already chaotic situation at all. Grief, he's worse than Pockets. At least Pockets is too young to know better. Though I suppose it's my fault ultimately for not being nakedly honest from the start. Now Stlian is even more depressed, and Keren's all hurt that I didn't tell him. What he probably doesn't understand is that I didn't tell anybody. The only people who knew before were Lawrence because he's my husband, and Sayon because he sensed such things as a healer. Dying is also a very crude way to put it, considering it will be years before my energy problems catch up with me. Also, I haven't been entirely dishonest about it- all these years I've been pretty clear about putting on more years than I ought, even if I never did spring the D-word on anyone.
Anyway, the subject soon passed, though I get the feeling I haven't heard the last of it. Like I said before, he has enough to worry about. He went back home to rest, or to Crimson. Figured it was a good chance to check on Stlian. I couldn't tell if he was really in I-give-no-shits mode, or if he just really wanted to be. Speaking of false give-no-shits, Royth showed up about then. I mean, sure, he wasn't overly touchy when he heard the news, but he didn't need to be. He just proceeded, as always, to remind us of some of the plain truths it's easy to forget when the chaos settles in. I still maintain that in spite of his loner attitude, he's got more heart than most sometimes.
Just wish he'd take his own advice about asking help. I feel bad. We were so wrapped up in what we had going on, nobody noticed that he'd had a good hole blown in him under his armor. He'd had the empire on his tail for a good few planets. One of them had toasted him with a rocket. It's a good thing that buckethead was a crappy shot, because it could have been a lot worse. Still wasn't pretty, though, and the worst of it was that he didn't even have a chance to patch himself up in between being chased. Zan had already left, so I figured I'd try to help him. From the way he acted, I didn't think it would be as bad as it was- something a few bandages and some herbal remedies could help. When we got to the secret room, it turned out he.. well.. had a hole in him.
I am not a healer. I'm an alchemist. He'd lost a lot of blood already, and I needed to take more before I could grow what he needed. A small measure of his for pattern, a measure from my stock to build on, and a measure of my own to feed the fire. Cut it pretty close. By the time I grew enough to replace what he lost, he was passed out. His lungs stopped. His heart stopped. I was horrified, thinking I'd killed him, but after a few moments his vitals pumped back up and he came to. We weren't out of the woods yet. He still had a wound that needed closing, and I'd have to grow skin for him, and bind it to him. I offered to put a sleep on him so he didn't have to feel it, but he didn't want it, so I had to reconstruct him concious. I hate doing that. Never before heard that man yell out in pain. Ever. Unsettling, to say the least. After it was finished, he got new bandages on him to soak in some medicine that would help. Then rest.
Muaarga had been watching the whole time, I think. Was so wrapped up working, I didn't notice when he came in. Turns out he had some scary news with him. Y'see.. I had been given the crystal that houses Sain yesterday. I'd been running from Dasha, and some Enclave men found me in the wilderness. They wanted me alive.. Dasha wanted me dead.. and I was too weak to resist if I'd tried. When their guy came down to search my gear, I spied one of Phnb's bug-cams and et it. The Enclave wants me for some kind of experiments having to do with the force. Never got a chance to start their work. They took me to a holding cell and celebrated my capture by drinking up all my "booze". Oh I'm sorry.. did I say that was booze? I meant poisoned potions, honest. Spat out the bug.. was able to talk to Phnb, who talked to Ash, who talked to Stlian, who rushed in in a blaze of glory and swooped me back to the bunker in Riva Glas. Keren, Muaarga, and Dosni were on their way to help, and I asked Keren to bring the crystal so I could use it to draw energy from. He didn't like the idea, but he did it, and I was able to get what I needed.
Now.. there was some concern about Sain getting out. Sayon said it couldn't happen, and that there was only one way it could happen, and that required virgin blood and three highly skilled forcers. Muaarga had meditated on this, and he came to tell me that it could be easier than we think for him to get out, with my work I'm often surrounded by strong forcers, and I'm a walking scource of virgin blood. At first I was confused.. I mean.. well.. I'm married.. I have children.. *Ahem* but what he told me made me fling the jewel away like poison.
....
*Nyx pauses, and swipes at something skittering across her collar. She's still a second as she realizes what it is, and a little mechanical buzzing as if from nearby robo-bug-legs can be heard.*
Eh? ...Ah 'ello there little guy. Gimmie just a sec..
*She pulls the recording closer to mumble into.*
Gonna' wrap this up for now.. but I'll update here soon, because it's important.
*END*
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