* Escape and Exile *
Jaina was still conscious in Feng's arms as he dashed across the deck towards the ship they had planned to use as an escape. In the next moment, she felt Feng gently but hastily set her down on, what felt like, a soft aijso. His footsteps tracked away from her and out somewhere, then came back in at more haste and hurriedness.
Laying something down beside her, Jaina could hear the animal ship close its seal door with an odd gurgling slush sound.
"Please…" Kyp begged as he breathed compassionately in her ear. She could feel pain in his breath and no longer could she conceal her feelings though the Force through him, breaking the Force walls and barriers she had created. Her energy no longer was there. She wouldn't have done such a thing if she did have strength but she barely had enough to focus her comprehension on his voice.
He felt it. The pain, the torture they had put her though, what he had put her through. "Oh, Jaina…" something wet fell on her forehead, cooling off the fever that had plagued her since she had awakened to find Vergere looming over her. "Jaina, I'm so sorry. I—" Kyp stopped. The fresh brush of her broken soul of what he had cause tore him deeply inside. He finally felt and come to realize why she had been so adamant about what he caused at the Sernpidal system. All the lives he had stolen, the trust he had broken. "Forgive me… I didn't… oh my Force, Jaina, why? Why didn't you… why didn't I—"
"Revenge." It was the only thing that she managed to get out before she went into a coughing fit. Her body was dehydrated and suddenly went limp in his arms.
Kyp reached over to the side of the sponge that she lay on, and retrieved a cup of liquid that Feng instructed he have her drink if anything was to befall her while he was operating the ship. "Jaina? Jaina. wake up!" he began nudging her brain in the Force, knowing if he tried to wake her by shaking her she'd only fall into a deeper comatose sensation. "Come on, don't do this on me." He begged as tears began to fog his vision.
Her mouth moved. Sitting her up slightly he aloud the fluid substance to slid into her mouth as he used the Force to aid in her swallowing. His strength was limited, but he was willing to give her his last breath to keep her alive.
Jaina was still conscious in Feng's arms as he dashed across the deck towards the ship they had planned to use as an escape. In the next moment, she felt Feng gently but hastily set her down on, what felt like, a soft aijso. His footsteps tracked away from her and out somewhere, then came back in at more haste and hurriedness.
Laying something down beside her, Jaina could hear the animal ship close its seal door with an odd gurgling slush sound.
"Please…" Kyp begged as he breathed compassionately in her ear. She could feel pain in his breath and no longer could she conceal her feelings though the Force through him, breaking the Force walls and barriers she had created. Her energy no longer was there. She wouldn't have done such a thing if she did have strength but she barely had enough to focus her comprehension on his voice.
He felt it. The pain, the torture they had put her though, what he had put her through. "Oh, Jaina…" something wet fell on her forehead, cooling off the fever that had plagued her since she had awakened to find Vergere looming over her. "Jaina, I'm so sorry. I—" Kyp stopped. The fresh brush of her broken soul of what he had cause tore him deeply inside. He finally felt and come to realize why she had been so adamant about what he caused at the Sernpidal system. All the lives he had stolen, the trust he had broken. "Forgive me… I didn't… oh my Force, Jaina, why? Why didn't you… why didn't I—"
"Revenge." It was the only thing that she managed to get out before she went into a coughing fit. Her body was dehydrated and suddenly went limp in his arms.
Kyp reached over to the side of the sponge that she lay on, and retrieved a cup of liquid that Feng instructed he have her drink if anything was to befall her while he was operating the ship. "Jaina? Jaina. wake up!" he began nudging her brain in the Force, knowing if he tried to wake her by shaking her she'd only fall into a deeper comatose sensation. "Come on, don't do this on me." He begged as tears began to fog his vision.
Her mouth moved. Sitting her up slightly he aloud the fluid substance to slid into her mouth as he used the Force to aid in her swallowing. His strength was limited, but he was willing to give her his last breath to keep her alive.