* Ironic Reality *
Kyp used all his strength to keep Jaina's life-force up, but felt his quickly diminishing as well. Feng had already landed the skip. His footsteps pounded on the organic ground as he came rushing into the room, scooping up Jaina into his arms, and pulling Kyp back up on his feet. The Yuuzhan Vong eyed his new confidant. "Come on. You are a Jedi; use your Force to save not only Jaina, but also her domain from another heartbreak. If she doesn't make it, there is no way that you'll make it."
Inside Kyp laughed at the irony in his motivation and the unknown truth Feng spoke of in his words. Deep down he knew if not Leia, Han would have his neck if his daughter wasn't brought back at least breathing. A new vigor rose inside him and Kyp ran along side Feng holding onto Jaina's hand as they descended down the ramp. His eyes were closed, for the light was to bright for his already pounding headache, but he felt Mara coming up to them in a rush. Forcing his eyes open he saw her face was pale with concern. "It's ok, Mara. I'll tell you l—" but before he could get his words out he collapsed to the ground.
The medics rushed towards the fallen Jedi Master. Mara moved out of the way as they picked him up and put him on a stretcher. While they tended to Kyp, the Yuuzhan Vong spoke to her in a hurried and worried voice. "He was keeping her alive through your Force. Now the connection is broken. Is there…"
His words faded away as Mara grabbed her niece's hand and made a connection with her allowing the Force to filter through her to the dying Jaina. "Follow me." She said. Never in her life had she felt herself so calm around a Yuuzhan Vong, but this one was trying to save her only niece's life.
They reached the emergency room, where Cilghal was already prepped up in the second surgical room. Feng was not hesitant to go into the machine filled room; all that concerned him was saving the human's life. Jaina's.
Gently, he laid her on the surgical table, and Mara motioned him to leave. He obeyed without another word.
The next moment they were out in the waiting room, and Mara found herself face to face with another medic, this one explaining to her Kyp's condition. "Will he recover?" she posed in anxiety.
"Yes, nothing a bacta dunk can't fix. Though I can say that some of the scars on his body will remain."
Shaking her head, a smile appeared. "That is nothing. As long as he's breathing… he can handle a few battle marks." She joked.
"You may see him in an hour or so." The female Vor noted.
"When may we see Jaina?" The tall Yuuzhan Vong spoke, startling Mara. She had forgotten he was standing behind her.
"Umm…I-I… I'm not quite sure," the Vor stuttered. "Her wounds are pretty extensive and severe. It may be a day, maybe more. After the surgery Cilghal said she can put her into a Jedi Healing trance. After she awakens from the trance we have to put her in the bacta take first hand for a consistent period of three days. Then she'll just need to go into the tank every other day." Her words began to become so quick and close together, Mara could have sworn she was speaking Bachee.
"Thank you." Mara interceded before the Yuuzhan Vong could debate with the frightened medic. After she had left, the mother turned around and looked up and the medium sized alien before her. His muscles revealed he was very strong for his statue, but few if any scars shown on his face. If it had not been for the missing nose on his face, the slight bags under his eyes, and the frigged ears he could have been human… but with the description that took him now, he was no different from anyone else on the Errant Venture. "I want to thank you, for everything that you've done to try to save my niece."
"You don't even know what I have done. For all you know I could be just another assassin to spread the very plague that nearly stole your life." The Yuuzhan Vong retorted in wit.
The remark caused her to raise an eyebrow, but said nothing more on the subject of her past. "Even so, you have helped in more ways than you'll ever know. Not to mention the fact that Kyp Durron has changed from… his weakness that took many lives."
"I have heard." Silence hung in the air, before he spoke again. "I have nowhere to go. I am now exiled just as you Jedi are."
"And yet at the same time you don't expect us to welcome you."
"I know you can afford such a sacrifice of safety."
"It is a choice that is not mine, but maybe your presence could aid in both of our freedoms." She paused and began to think. If they offered protection to this Yuuzhan Vong, he could repay them by telling everything he knew of the plans to invade Coruscant and many other planets. Of all the refugees… her mind began to spin in thought. It would have to be his choice though. She would not allow anyone to force him into this matter. To betray one's people, was hard, even if what they did was wrong. Mara knew from a first hand experience. Taking a deep breath, she narrowed her eyes at him. "For now this will be your home, as long as you abide by the rules. Until both Kyp and Jaina are awake and we have heard all three of your stories, will permanent judgment be made."
"I understand, and I would be honored to follow your ways of living to accordance here. I promise you not to disturb or threaten anyone here or apart of your Force thingy."
Mara could not help but laugh at his vow, but held it inside. "Now that we've gotten the hard stuff straightened out, I'm Jedi Master Mara Jade Skywalker." She held out her hand.
Grasping her tiny fingers around his, the Yuuzhan Vong looked like he had no clue what to do in the handshake, but continued. "I am P…" he stopped himself. "I am Feng domain Shui."
Kyp used all his strength to keep Jaina's life-force up, but felt his quickly diminishing as well. Feng had already landed the skip. His footsteps pounded on the organic ground as he came rushing into the room, scooping up Jaina into his arms, and pulling Kyp back up on his feet. The Yuuzhan Vong eyed his new confidant. "Come on. You are a Jedi; use your Force to save not only Jaina, but also her domain from another heartbreak. If she doesn't make it, there is no way that you'll make it."
Inside Kyp laughed at the irony in his motivation and the unknown truth Feng spoke of in his words. Deep down he knew if not Leia, Han would have his neck if his daughter wasn't brought back at least breathing. A new vigor rose inside him and Kyp ran along side Feng holding onto Jaina's hand as they descended down the ramp. His eyes were closed, for the light was to bright for his already pounding headache, but he felt Mara coming up to them in a rush. Forcing his eyes open he saw her face was pale with concern. "It's ok, Mara. I'll tell you l—" but before he could get his words out he collapsed to the ground.
The medics rushed towards the fallen Jedi Master. Mara moved out of the way as they picked him up and put him on a stretcher. While they tended to Kyp, the Yuuzhan Vong spoke to her in a hurried and worried voice. "He was keeping her alive through your Force. Now the connection is broken. Is there…"
His words faded away as Mara grabbed her niece's hand and made a connection with her allowing the Force to filter through her to the dying Jaina. "Follow me." She said. Never in her life had she felt herself so calm around a Yuuzhan Vong, but this one was trying to save her only niece's life.
They reached the emergency room, where Cilghal was already prepped up in the second surgical room. Feng was not hesitant to go into the machine filled room; all that concerned him was saving the human's life. Jaina's.
Gently, he laid her on the surgical table, and Mara motioned him to leave. He obeyed without another word.
The next moment they were out in the waiting room, and Mara found herself face to face with another medic, this one explaining to her Kyp's condition. "Will he recover?" she posed in anxiety.
"Yes, nothing a bacta dunk can't fix. Though I can say that some of the scars on his body will remain."
Shaking her head, a smile appeared. "That is nothing. As long as he's breathing… he can handle a few battle marks." She joked.
"You may see him in an hour or so." The female Vor noted.
"When may we see Jaina?" The tall Yuuzhan Vong spoke, startling Mara. She had forgotten he was standing behind her.
"Umm…I-I… I'm not quite sure," the Vor stuttered. "Her wounds are pretty extensive and severe. It may be a day, maybe more. After the surgery Cilghal said she can put her into a Jedi Healing trance. After she awakens from the trance we have to put her in the bacta take first hand for a consistent period of three days. Then she'll just need to go into the tank every other day." Her words began to become so quick and close together, Mara could have sworn she was speaking Bachee.
"Thank you." Mara interceded before the Yuuzhan Vong could debate with the frightened medic. After she had left, the mother turned around and looked up and the medium sized alien before her. His muscles revealed he was very strong for his statue, but few if any scars shown on his face. If it had not been for the missing nose on his face, the slight bags under his eyes, and the frigged ears he could have been human… but with the description that took him now, he was no different from anyone else on the Errant Venture. "I want to thank you, for everything that you've done to try to save my niece."
"You don't even know what I have done. For all you know I could be just another assassin to spread the very plague that nearly stole your life." The Yuuzhan Vong retorted in wit.
The remark caused her to raise an eyebrow, but said nothing more on the subject of her past. "Even so, you have helped in more ways than you'll ever know. Not to mention the fact that Kyp Durron has changed from… his weakness that took many lives."
"I have heard." Silence hung in the air, before he spoke again. "I have nowhere to go. I am now exiled just as you Jedi are."
"And yet at the same time you don't expect us to welcome you."
"I know you can afford such a sacrifice of safety."
"It is a choice that is not mine, but maybe your presence could aid in both of our freedoms." She paused and began to think. If they offered protection to this Yuuzhan Vong, he could repay them by telling everything he knew of the plans to invade Coruscant and many other planets. Of all the refugees… her mind began to spin in thought. It would have to be his choice though. She would not allow anyone to force him into this matter. To betray one's people, was hard, even if what they did was wrong. Mara knew from a first hand experience. Taking a deep breath, she narrowed her eyes at him. "For now this will be your home, as long as you abide by the rules. Until both Kyp and Jaina are awake and we have heard all three of your stories, will permanent judgment be made."
"I understand, and I would be honored to follow your ways of living to accordance here. I promise you not to disturb or threaten anyone here or apart of your Force thingy."
Mara could not help but laugh at his vow, but held it inside. "Now that we've gotten the hard stuff straightened out, I'm Jedi Master Mara Jade Skywalker." She held out her hand.
Grasping her tiny fingers around his, the Yuuzhan Vong looked like he had no clue what to do in the handshake, but continued. "I am P…" he stopped himself. "I am Feng domain Shui."