Star Wars The Old Republic

Kate still groggy, cozies up on her bed. "Mm. You're still on about that, huh." She hugs her pillow, "Anyway... apology accepted and all that." Kate snuggles her pillow, then closes her eyes to return to sleep.

 

Irleen blink eyes, with disbelive. What just happen here?! In one moment she hold by Force Talus, who hang on the rope. In the secend, mandalorian disappier from her eyes, like gost or something like that.
"What... What the hell?!" Irleen said to hersellf. Maybe that mandalorians beer was stronger than she thought, and She only dream about all of this. The battle, duel with Sith, Taluz selfkilling...
"Shit..."

 

Taluz sighs. He watches Kate for a while and then lies down beside her, falling asleep.

 

The Doctor nods.

"I didnt as You to do that but ok....Follow me then ok?"

 

Kate wakes up next Day early in The Morning. She sees Taluz sleeping next to her contend and with a slight smile.

 

'The droid nedded some repairs, and I was waiting anyway,' Arkad chuckled, 'Lead the way, doctor.' He followed the feline woman.

 

She leads The Imperial in The treatingroom.

"Please take a seat on The Chair there. So whats The Issue with Your Nose?" She asks while searching trough some boxes in The Corner

 

Arkad sat down on the chair, 'It got hit pretty hard. I think it is broken.'

 

The Doctor turns and approaches, looking at The Nose.

"Hmh Guy held quiet a punch. Its broken Yeah....I can fix it but its better You dont move. Gotta opperate this so I sedate You to Sleep. You ok with that?"

 

'Sedate me? Is that really necessary?' Arkad asked, weary about being at the mercy of a stranger in the worst part of the planet-city.

 

She frowns

"Are You The Doctor here or me? I gonna fix Your Bone and might cut open. You would move or Panic"

 

'Alright, fine. Do what you have to, doctor,' Arkad said.

 

She Adjusts The Chair so he lies in it and places a towel on his upper body and under his Head.

She gets a Syringe from The Table and Injects The White Liquid in his Arm.

"You will get tired soon."

 

His eyes becoming heavy, Arkad slowly drifted off to sleep under the effect of the drug.

 

Arkad wakes up after a while, The Doctors Face over him.

"Rise and shine....I fixed it but You should avoid getting punched on it for The Next Month if possible..."

 

Arkad blinked his eyes, looking up at her strange green cat-eyes for a moment, 'Thank you, doctor. I do not plan on it,' Arkad smiled at her, 'Do you have a mirror?'

 

The Women takes a Small Mirror from a Table and holds it so he can see his Image.

His Nose looks good and doesent hurt anymore when he touches it, only a little Scar on the back of his Nose can be seen.

 

Garak with difficult holding yawning, after long audience at Emperor go out to corridoor. Master must love long speaches and sound of his own voice, definety he repet himself few times. What a drag, so much words when simple 'You have a chance but if you fail you will regret that' will be enough.
Sith put on face his silver mask.
Garak use that mask not only for tradition and fear of Siths, but it give him extra protection in combant and help awoid poison and other traps what can await for him. He stoped one officer of Empire.
"Prepare my ship to fly, officer. Now." Garak comand him metalic voice and go to armory, where should be Mysa.
"Are you ready for secend chance?"

 

Arkad smiled at the doctor, ‘This is marvellous work, doctor. You are very skilled.’ He rose from the chair, ‘How much would I owe you for this normally?’

Mysa was leaning on the counter, waiting for someone to come. She turned to Garak, ‘If somebody would give me some weapons maybe, the service here is dreadful.’

 

The Doctor puts The Mirror on The Table again.

"Im greatfull for every Credit down here. 50 Credits...."




A Young Officer rushes to Mysa

"Sorry was On Toilett. What can I got You Lady Mysa?"