Running on the dregs of her energy, Nami helps as much as she’s able to get everything unpacked. Finally she sinks back against the wall, breathless but satisfied that she’s done what she can. “Thank you, Kae,” she says. “For – for everything, but especially for – I don’t know. Understanding. Not judging.” She rubs her forehead. “Stars, what a day…”
Seri checked the bandages, thankfully, they were mostly clean, with small patch of red. Still, she changed the dressing for a new one and pulled the blanket over the woman, who gave a silent moan of annoyance. As Seri sat and waited, she realised that there were noises coming from not far away - someone was moving something heavy. Soon, she heard a familiar voice - Nami and Kaelaen seem to have returned.
Kaelaen pushed the last crate into the shelf. "This should give us a couple of days." At Naomi words, she just looked at her, then shrugged. "Anyway, soon Jura and Seri should get back - maybe they were more lucky then us - we do need credits." The Echani said as she stretched.
Any amount of red has Seri concerned, but then she doesn’t know the first thing about proper medicine. She can feel her head sagging against her hands, until the sounds from close at hand have her starting up again. Sluggishly, she hauls herself to her feet, wobbling in her boots as she lopes for the door. Feelings of embarrassment and failure bubble up inside her, but she has to see them - especially if Nami can help Jura. She makes her way out of the temporary ward, following the sounds of her friends.
@majus @Elfie “You’re right.” Nami nods, and then needs a moment to recover from the effort. Her neck did not want to do that. She levers herself away from the wall and moves to go with Kaelaen, putting one foot in front of the other. “We should check in…with…” Her face lights up, a small glimmer of renewed energy, as she sees a familiar Zeltron coming the other way. “Seri—!” she calls out. But – tired as she is, she’s not sure if she’s imagining it – “What’s…? Are you all right?”
@lady-lux @majus Seri sags against the wall, nearly losing what’s left of her meagre energy as she spots Nami and Kaelaen. Her eyes register the crate of what must be supplies, and she feels a wave of deeper shame and how little she has to show for their time apart. She limps closer, then stops, a few feet away. “I - I’m so sorry. I - I’ve let - let you down.” She hangs her head, blue-blonde hair falling around her face, till she looks up sharply, “J-Jura - she needs help. Please.” She reaches for Nami’s hand, glancing back the way she came, forcing herself to stay upright.
@majus @Elfie “Wh-what’s…?” Nami clasps Seri’s hand. “You haven’t, I don’t understand—” Panic fizzes up inside her – but she controls it, her training taking hold. This is what she does. She takes a deep breath, and nods to Seri, still holding her hand gently. “Show me.”
@majus @lady-lux Seri tries to keep herself controlled, her eyes wide and frightful - how much to tell, how much to reveal? For now, she just has to make sure that Nami gets to Jura, then everything will be okay. She leads them back down the corridor, glancing back and forth. “I did - did what I could - I think, I think she’s okay but.” She pauses, sucking in a breath, “She - she was cut. I was attacked and she saved me, but you need, you’ll need to see.”
