BRIGHTHOME
The Freebird passed through the energy shield and into Brighthome. Leon had a love hate relationship with this place. It was where he'd been stuck for months after escaping Adumar. That had been the lowest point of his life. Alone and positive everyone you cared about was dead. If he wasn't running down the ramp of his ship, he'd have felt a shiver run down his spine.
On the same hand, it's the place he'd met Hera and gained the confidence to volunteer for survival training on Kashyyyk. His boots slid on the slick durasteel floor as he skidded around a corner making for broke toward the nearest lift. He smashed the call button for the lift over and over.
He wasn't alone. Ezra and Dash were right there with him. Same fear, same hope. The door opened and they piled in. Leon was on the close button before the other two were even in the lift and the door slid closed just as they got in. The ride up was the worst. Leon popped his fingers nervously, ignoring anyone's reaction. Once done he found he couldn't stop himself touching the tips of his fingers to his thumbs in rapid succession until—Ding!
They stepped into the medical center. The only way Leon could think to describe what he saw before him was barely organized chaos. It was all hands on deck. Leon's heart fell to the floor. The symphony of pain and anguish was deafening. The smell of bacta and antiseptic washed over him. His vision swam with the raw impact of Darth Raze's attack. This was the aftermath. He felt a hand on his shoulder and realized he was practically hyperventilating...
A Medical Droid shuffled up, "Name, Rank, Ailment?"
"We're looking for our friend," said Leon, the words spilling from his mouth, "Can you tell me where Padawan Ferrin Sipal, is?"
The Droid cocked it's head to the side and Leon could have swore it gave him a, "Are you fucking kidding me right now?" glare before saying, "Enter your friends Name and Rank there," it's arm lifted pointed to a wall.
Leon sighed and turned around to the wall, punching in Ferrin's information. His hands shook as they fumbled over Ferrin's name. Then the Pantoran's picture and room popped up.
Status: Alive, Stable. Unresponsive. Room—
They'd each be able to see it. Leon was running. Ferrin was close.
@Sreeya @Alhon @Altaris
On the same hand, it's the place he'd met Hera and gained the confidence to volunteer for survival training on Kashyyyk. His boots slid on the slick durasteel floor as he skidded around a corner making for broke toward the nearest lift. He smashed the call button for the lift over and over.
He wasn't alone. Ezra and Dash were right there with him. Same fear, same hope. The door opened and they piled in. Leon was on the close button before the other two were even in the lift and the door slid closed just as they got in. The ride up was the worst. Leon popped his fingers nervously, ignoring anyone's reaction. Once done he found he couldn't stop himself touching the tips of his fingers to his thumbs in rapid succession until—Ding!
They stepped into the medical center. The only way Leon could think to describe what he saw before him was barely organized chaos. It was all hands on deck. Leon's heart fell to the floor. The symphony of pain and anguish was deafening. The smell of bacta and antiseptic washed over him. His vision swam with the raw impact of Darth Raze's attack. This was the aftermath. He felt a hand on his shoulder and realized he was practically hyperventilating...
A Medical Droid shuffled up, "Name, Rank, Ailment?"
"We're looking for our friend," said Leon, the words spilling from his mouth, "Can you tell me where Padawan Ferrin Sipal, is?"
The Droid cocked it's head to the side and Leon could have swore it gave him a, "Are you fucking kidding me right now?" glare before saying, "Enter your friends Name and Rank there," it's arm lifted pointed to a wall.
Leon sighed and turned around to the wall, punching in Ferrin's information. His hands shook as they fumbled over Ferrin's name. Then the Pantoran's picture and room popped up.
Status: Alive, Stable. Unresponsive. Room—
They'd each be able to see it. Leon was running. Ferrin was close.
@Sreeya @Alhon @Altaris
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