"You're doing what?" Grey rose an eyebrow.
"Careful, Alita." Lea swallowed, laying her arm on the table.
The doctor looked up, smiling. "You know me, Lea. I'll be careful."
He placed the syringe into the pit of her elbow, making her wince slightly. Then she looked up. "Lela and I agreed on this. The doctors are going to use my blood to make a healing serum, and they're going to use it to save Lela's state."
Grey frowned. "How does your blood help?"
She looked at the doctor. "How much do you need?"
Alita pointed at two more empty vials as he unlatched the fourth tube. "Just these. We need to test it for impurities, then we convert it."
Lea nodded, watching her blood run into the tube.
"You didn't answer my question, General." Grey straightened out, arms crossed.
"I don't want to answer it right now," protested Lea, taking the bacta Alita handed to her. She stood and applied it, walking away. "I have my sister, Dooku, my whole planet to worry about."
Grey rolled his eyes and followed. She stepped outside, her commander behind her. The glorious glass building the Yamarani called a hospital shone in the high noon sun, the turquoise tint gleaming into his eyes. He was welcomed with the smell of freshly cut topiaries, flowers, and fresh water.
Lea didn't even try to enjoy it. She stormed into the residential sector of the city, slamming a fist into the entrance button of one apartment.
"Come in," she said curtly, motioning for the commander to enter.
"Judging by your attitude, I'm pretty sure you're upset." Grey obeyed and entered, struck by its enormous living space. The walls were made of glass, as was the ceiling. Sofas and tables dotted each deck, stairs and catwalks connecting them, though each deck was under the same roof and ceiling.
Lea sat on one sofa, curling into a cat-like ball. "I just hope this works."
"Question. Answer. Now." Grey shrugged. "As commander and general, we need to trust each other with information. If you can't trust me with some secret, then I don't know how easy it'll be for me to trust you with anything."
The Jedi sighed and closed her eyes. "Fine. It's just, hard to understand." She sat up, gazing at her commander. "When I was born, things were-"
They were interrupted by red lights and blaring security alarms.
"Uh oh," Lea muttered, fingering her lightsabers.
"Please tell me that was a security breach," pleaded Grey.
"Is it ever?"
The Jedi shook her head, running outside. She looked up, seeing the hospital crumble, alarms shrieking. Civilians screamed and ran and hid in different directions, allowing Lea and Grey an easy path back to the facility.
"Lela!" screamed Lea, Forcing herself into the hospital. Doctors ran out, some pushing whatever gurneys they could out of the main body. She pushed past the civilians running the opposite direction, white-hot flames licking at her shoulders.
Whoever started this is getting kriff when I'm done with him, she thought, running up the falling stairs to find her sister.
Grey panicked. "General!" he yelled over the turmoil. "Lea!"
He watched as one certain doctor, wearing a black tunic and a white wrap, his long hair in a ponytail, stumble out, holding his side.
The commander fell at his side, helping him to his feet. "Alita?"
The doctor squinted his eyes open. "Lela…" he groaned. "Letirmi. Koj cando mov!" /Lela… Letirmi! They can't move!/
"I'll take that as a bad warning," grunted Grey, hauling Alita from the fire. Once he was out of the way, the commander found his helmet and donned it, running into the hospital.
