Ahina moves slowly, using as cover rubles, garbages and pieles of stones as she headed to the top of the building. For now she had enough for tight spaces, so getting back in the building was on last place of her plans. "Maybe I could contact Gabe? I hope I didn't kill anyone of his faction". She said to herself, wondering who is winning right now in this civil war, Gabe or Terix. She doesn’t turn on her comlink yet.
The infection was exactly what Nami had been afraid of. With great care, she did what she could for the surface injuries, cleaned the woman up as much as she could, and unfastened her chains. If she did wake up again, at least she could have some trace of comfort and dignity. She did wonder briefly what the woman had been trying to say, but she couldn’t focus on that mystery at the moment. She knew now that she had limited time in which to work – they would need to find a way to smuggle this woman to Nami’s ship before it was too late. Once she was confident that her patient’s condition was stable for now, she left to see what was happening outside the cell.
Ahina slowly moved up, walking past several old remains, skeletons, even remnants of some droids. As she walked higher, the more she realised that her aim would probably not be achieved on upper levels. Her suspicion was confirmed on the next level - the stairs simply ended, as there was no next evel. This part of the building was simply destroyed. Still, she had a great view. As she looked around, she found that there were actually some lights around the city, here and there. The lights were quite dispersed around the area, but the way some moved or flickered, suggested that there were some that were not baits...
The Zeltron was patched quickly and Nami made her way outside to the next cell. Spoiler: Medicine 3+ (16,18,15) Vs DC 10- 3 success She made her way from cell to cell, giving a basic first aid. There were three other heavy cases, but Nami managed to patch them without a problem. It seemed like hours have past, when she finally finished her work. She sat, covered with sweat, tired, in the cell next to her last patient - an oldest of Twi'lek onboard - a mature looking blue-skined ruthian Twi'lek.
As Ahina walked through the building, she picked up some of the droid’s parts which she decided could be useful for her later to make communicators. She wasn’t at the top of the building, but it should be highly enough to made effective range of communication. „I hope some of these lights won’t be hostile to me”. Ahina said to herself as she kept working on her field construction. „Okey, let’s see if I can contact with someone”. She said after she finished her project.
Nami felt a tremor of panic go through her as the energy that had been driving her onward started to finally ebb. Without a task in front of her, another patient to see, she was left with nothing to distract her from the horrors of her recent experiences. Suddenly cold, self-conscious of her nakedness, she drew her arms around her shivering body, trying to hold the broken pieces of herself together. “I d-don’t know if I asked your name,” she said to the woman beside her. “Sorry. I’m Nami – if I didn’t already tell you that…”
Ahina gathered a few parts including a droid head and started welding them. The theory was simple - to use the droid's communication module as a radio, to contact anyone around her. Finally, when the project was finished, and despite it's looks of abomination she was sure it would work, she turned the little project on. Spoiler: Engineer Luck with parts 6/20 - DC+2 Engineer 3+2 vs DC 12 The machine hummed and the moment it started scratching, Ahina knew something was wrong. The droid's head started making sounds, before sparks started flowing everywhere as the droid started screaming in binary, then entire device started burning...
The older woman looked at her, her eyes tired. For a moment she did not react, but then she seemed to soften. Slowly, she moved closer to Nami, gently hushing her. She slowly wrapped her arms around the doctor and embraced her. She did not say anything, just was there.
"Damit! Stupid droid!" Ahina cursed as she jumped away from burning device. There was no point in trying to fix it, this was already trash, but now it was useless trass. She used some dirt from the ground to pull down the flames, to awoid causing the blase in the building. Ahina look around the building, considering if she could try again, but she thought it was useless as she already take parts which she thought would work. "Let's get down the building". She decided to look for good spot to watch entrance to the building, without being spotted by whoever will come out. Intruders or these two mandalorians girls.
Nami gave a slight gasp at being touched – thoughts racing before simple instinct took over. She sank into the older woman’s embrace, her body shaking as she let the tears flow, giving voice to emotions that went back years. Like a drowning woman, all she could do right now was to hold onto this temporary point of safety, this chance to finally breathe.
Spoiler: Perception 2 Vs DC 12 (10 standard +2 night) - fail Ahina made her way down the building. It took her some time, but after around an hour, she managed to find an exit from the complex. She made her way out- Spoiler 3+20 vs DC 10 3+13 Vs DC 10 Two blasters cut through the air, both slamming into her armour, making her fly in the air, before falling on the ground, hard. She fell on her back, writing from pain, in a way that she accidently crushed one of her blasters on the fall. She could do little but gasp, barely able to move, as two Mandalorians approached - one male, one female, weapons drawn and aiming at her. One failure after the other, this was definitely not her night. Her chest armour was definitely compromised and would require repairs - was what she thought.
The woman gave a small shooting noises as she continued embracing her. She did not move, just gave her heat and support. There was no judgment. Just... Warmth. The slave offered it to Nami, for a longer time, for however long she desired. And her support, made the feeling easier, made the weight slowly lessen, becoming lighter with each tear that fell from her eyes.
Her head spining like in the cockpit of the starfighter in the fight in the space. Ahina had problem with keeping her mind intact after so many shoots in the last days. She registrate coming pair at her and consider her option. One of her blaste is broken, other is still at her waist and she had rifle. But these two aiming at her and her own armor may not hold coming fire. Ahina slowly rise her hands up, showing no hostility. "Okey, no chaotic action. I been shot way too many times today." She look at their painting of the armor. "So, in which hands am I? Gabe factin or Terix?"
The two paused their march. "Nighter." The male said sharply as he slowly, carefully, walked in Ahina's direction. "Both are dead." The female one said as she continued aiming at Ahina.
Ahina was shocked. Gabe and Terix are dead? "Dead? How it happen? Did they die in fight?" She asked as as stepped back from male, still holding arms up. "Then who is in charge now? I just managed to get free from captivity of two mandalorians, so I want to know with who I'm dealing".
