Revan
The room was completely dark, but Revan closed her eyes anyway. Reaching out softly with her mind, she could make out only three security guards that could cause any difficulties for her. Reaching out even farther, Revan locked onto a comfortingly familiar but faint energy: Bastila.
Oddly, there was no one near Bastila's room: no nurses, no security guards, not even a moving cleaning droid. Were they just leaving her to die?
Not that the doctors actually could do anything about Bastila's condition, reflected Revan. Bastila's ailment was deep within her mind. The doctors would not know that, though.
With a slight wave of her hand, Revan switched off the machines to which she was attached, hoping that there was no one genuinely paying attention to her vitals. When no one came running, Revan stood and moved towards the door. On the other side of it, she sensed, stood a human male of average build, probably nothing Revan could not handle on her own. Even so, Revan decided that perhaps it would be wiser to precisely pinch two of the guard's nerves with her mind. Having incapacitated him as such, she opened the door, smiling a little to herself. Revan dragged the guard into her room and took his identification.
Revan locked and left the room, but instead of turning right to find Bastila, she turned left. The Jedi would probably approve of this half-thought plan, of course, but right now, it was a risk that Revan was willing to take.
Canderous
A muffled thud aroused Canderous' keen senses. His steel-gray eyes shot open, but he could discern very little in the darkness before him. The waiting room lights were dim, but with his exceptional warrior's vision, he could see the slightest movement in the air ahead, rippling through the open doorway towards him.
Revan suddenly flickered into being for a split second, and Canderous knew that she wanted him to follow her.
Without waking anyone, Canderous quietly followed the undulations of air. He felt Revan's hand grip his slightly, and it led him down the hall, stopping its pull outside a locked door, undoubtedly leading to Bastila Shan.
Canderous saw no light coming through the windows of the room, and Bastila seemed to be its sole occupant.
There was a muted swiping sound, as though of a plastic card, and the door slowly slid open. Revan took Canderous' hand again, leading him inside. The door closed.
"And just why am I here, Rev?" whispered the Mandalorian as Revan flashed into visibility again. She reached into one of Canderous' vest pockets, and extracted an illumination tube.
"You're going to carry her," responded Revan as she rubbed the vial until it lit. The illumination reflected eerily off of Bastila's porcelain features and Revan's concentrating eyes, but would not betray the trio's activities to any nearby guards.
"Carry her? By myself?" asked Canderous incredulously. Revan firmly pressed a finger to her lips in a desperate attempt to quiet him.
"Is that a yes?" growled Canderous, already knowing the answer. Revan's nod was stern and unquestionable as she lifted her hand, silently disconnection all of the machinery hooked up to Bastila.
"Now," mouthed Revan, camouflaging herself once more. Swiftly, she dropped the light into a nearby bin and opened the door. As Canderous exerted all the strength he had to not drop Bastila's dead weight, Revan pushed him through the corridors, steering him towards the waiting room.
They had almost reached their destination when Canderous suddenly felt no invisible hand pushing him. Quickly, he turned and saw that Revan had been caught around the waist by the Codru-Ji from the reception desk. The Jedi was fully visible as she cried out, "Go! Get everyone out! Wait for me at the ship!"
Canderous was about to protest, but Revan, struggling against both sets of wiry Codru-Ji arms, was obviously not going to be in any mood for negotiating right now.
Hoping that it would not be misconstrued as an honorless act, Canderous turned, Bastila in arms, and ran to the two companions blissfully dozing in the room ahead.
His adrenaline surged like fire in his veins. Perhaps stims were not quite as necessary as he thought
.Revan
Red lights on the ceiling switched on suddenly as the building was ordered into lockdown. Canderous had managed to flee with only a few guards on his tail, but Carth and the cleaning girl were still hopelessly groggy.
Satisfied that Bastila was safe with the capable Mandalorian, Revan focused on escaping the tight grips of this hostile Codru-Ji.
Groaning, the Codru-Ji began to drag Revan away from the waiting room, where armed security forces were forbidding anyone to move.
Summoning the Force, Revan pushed the Codru-Ji away from her in a harsh blast of air. As her assailant arose, staggering, Revan took a running leap into the waiting room. "Come on!" she called to Carth and the cleaning girl. The guards gave her a vehement but tired look, assuming that she wanted to leave via the front door and sure that they could easily stop her.
Thinking quickly, Revan winked at the bulkiest of the guards, then turned back to the hallway she had come from and ran with Force-given fury.
Canderous
Canderous lay Bastila in the medbay, himself sweating from the burden.
"At least she's finally stopped her Jedi preaching," he remarked, semi-optimistically.
Canderous informed Cyde and Kaas of the situation, then began to pace nervously across the ship. Where was she? Maybe he should go back…
The door of the ship opened, startling Canderous. The boarding ramp lowered just in time for Revan, Carth, and that weird kid to come charging up into the Lumos.
"Take us out of here or we're gonna have some unwanted company banging on our door any second now!" yelled Revan to the pilots.
"Where to?" asked Cyde coolly.
"Uh… can we just tsort of drift in orbit for a while?" suggested Revan. Carth shrugged, but in a moment, they were all sliding around on the floor as the Lumos lifted off.
Once the ship had stabilized and everyone had recovered their bearings, Revan went into the medbay, locking the door behind her.
Canderous looked at Carth, and they both sighed and shrugged their shoulders resignedly.
"Might as well get comfortable," commented Carth, walking over to the dejarik board. "Those two have a lot to figure out."