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Twins
--sparkvallen
"Alright ladies, so I can help you, what exactly do you know about this mission?" Kenjiro asked. He turned away from the streaming starfield out the cockpit window to look at Jana, then at Spark.
"Just that there's trouble," Spark said honestly. She knew that to Kenjiro, that would sound incredibly vague but it was all she could do.
"There are children hurting."
"So I'd learned from the Council," he replied, nodding at Jana. "Kidnappings, they said."
She shook her head affirmatively.
Kenjiro - seeing that he wouldn't be able to learn more from his fellow Jedi about what to expect - sat back in the pilot's chair. "Well my friends, we'll be to Correlia in a half-day's time. Settle in and get comfortable."
Jana screamed and slammed her hands against the sides of her head. At the same time, Spark shuddered and fell back into the seat, unconscious.
"Jana!" Kenjiro leaped from his seat and moved to restrain her before she tumbled from the navigator's chair. He strapped her in and forcefully pulled her hands away from her head. She trembled against the restraints.
He turned and quickly locked Spark into her seat.
"Jana, can you hear me?" Kenjiro pushed through the Force telepathically, hoping to connect to her on an esoteric level if she couldn't be reached.
She'd bitten her lip and blood trickled down her chin. Her eyes were blurred with tears. He knew this was the sign of some terrible calamity, seeing the agony that she and Spark were in. Kenjiro had felt nothing. Nothing!
Jana failed to respond. Behind him, Spark groaned and vomited involuntarily. Kenjiro tended Jana's self-inflected wounds then tried to clean up the elder Jedi.
"Spark? Can you speak? Blink once if you can hear me," he commanded.
Her eyes twitched. A blink? Maybe.
"Again, Spark."
Her eyes twitched a second time. Kenjiro nodded, glanced at Jana and delved deeply into the Force, pushing his energy toward Vallen. //Spark... are you alright? What did you sense?//
Through a choked, hoarse voice, she whispered, "We. Have. To. Get. To. Correlia. Faster. They're. Dying."
She collapsed against the restraints, unconscious again.
+++++++++++++++
Torn by Spark's warning, his concern for his colleague's well-being and the mission itself, Kenjiro decided to drop back to realspace in order to contact the Force Academy. His message went straight to Aaron Seeker.
"Heed Spark's warning," was Aaron's reply over the crackling comm. unit.
Kenjiro nodded though Aaron had no way to see his physical reaction. "Yes, Aaron-san. I will. We'll revert to hyperspace immediately."
"May the Force be with you. Be safe."
Kenjiro looked back toward Jana, then Spark. Spark gazed at him through blurred, tear-soaked eyes. She still appeared dazed. "Realspace?" she croaked.
"Only for the moment," he replied. "I needed to let the Council know what happened."
Her arched eyebrow asked the silent "And?"
"We continue," he said, turning back to the controls.
//Jana?//
"Unconscious still," Kenjiro said, hearing Spark's question through the Force. "Do you remember anything else? What did you sense?"
//They know we're coming.//
"Who?"
//The kidnappers. It was a warning.// Spark winced, feeling twinges of the mental anguish again.
Kenjiro pulled the lever that sent the ship back into hyperspace.
"I don't know Jana's sensitivity or skill as well as I should," he said after a moment. "Is she going to be alright? She went into convulsions while you passed out."
//Don't know. Can't focus that well. Can you sense her?// she asked.
"Yes. She's badly worn."
//We have to be on Correlia.//
Twins
--sparkvallen
"Alright ladies, so I can help you, what exactly do you know about this mission?" Kenjiro asked. He turned away from the streaming starfield out the cockpit window to look at Jana, then at Spark.
"Just that there's trouble," Spark said honestly. She knew that to Kenjiro, that would sound incredibly vague but it was all she could do.
"There are children hurting."
"So I'd learned from the Council," he replied, nodding at Jana. "Kidnappings, they said."
She shook her head affirmatively.
Kenjiro - seeing that he wouldn't be able to learn more from his fellow Jedi about what to expect - sat back in the pilot's chair. "Well my friends, we'll be to Correlia in a half-day's time. Settle in and get comfortable."
Jana screamed and slammed her hands against the sides of her head. At the same time, Spark shuddered and fell back into the seat, unconscious.
"Jana!" Kenjiro leaped from his seat and moved to restrain her before she tumbled from the navigator's chair. He strapped her in and forcefully pulled her hands away from her head. She trembled against the restraints.
He turned and quickly locked Spark into her seat.
"Jana, can you hear me?" Kenjiro pushed through the Force telepathically, hoping to connect to her on an esoteric level if she couldn't be reached.
She'd bitten her lip and blood trickled down her chin. Her eyes were blurred with tears. He knew this was the sign of some terrible calamity, seeing the agony that she and Spark were in. Kenjiro had felt nothing. Nothing!
Jana failed to respond. Behind him, Spark groaned and vomited involuntarily. Kenjiro tended Jana's self-inflected wounds then tried to clean up the elder Jedi.
"Spark? Can you speak? Blink once if you can hear me," he commanded.
Her eyes twitched. A blink? Maybe.
"Again, Spark."
Her eyes twitched a second time. Kenjiro nodded, glanced at Jana and delved deeply into the Force, pushing his energy toward Vallen. //Spark... are you alright? What did you sense?//
Through a choked, hoarse voice, she whispered, "We. Have. To. Get. To. Correlia. Faster. They're. Dying."
She collapsed against the restraints, unconscious again.
+++++++++++++++
Torn by Spark's warning, his concern for his colleague's well-being and the mission itself, Kenjiro decided to drop back to realspace in order to contact the Force Academy. His message went straight to Aaron Seeker.
"Heed Spark's warning," was Aaron's reply over the crackling comm. unit.
Kenjiro nodded though Aaron had no way to see his physical reaction. "Yes, Aaron-san. I will. We'll revert to hyperspace immediately."
"May the Force be with you. Be safe."
Kenjiro looked back toward Jana, then Spark. Spark gazed at him through blurred, tear-soaked eyes. She still appeared dazed. "Realspace?" she croaked.
"Only for the moment," he replied. "I needed to let the Council know what happened."
Her arched eyebrow asked the silent "And?"
"We continue," he said, turning back to the controls.
//Jana?//
"Unconscious still," Kenjiro said, hearing Spark's question through the Force. "Do you remember anything else? What did you sense?"
//They know we're coming.//
"Who?"
//The kidnappers. It was a warning.// Spark winced, feeling twinges of the mental anguish again.
Kenjiro pulled the lever that sent the ship back into hyperspace.
"I don't know Jana's sensitivity or skill as well as I should," he said after a moment. "Is she going to be alright? She went into convulsions while you passed out."
//Don't know. Can't focus that well. Can you sense her?// she asked.
"Yes. She's badly worn."
//We have to be on Correlia.//