Etti IV's Terrain

A few seconds passed before Farris managed to find the med bay- and when he did, it only took a few seconds for it to become rather crowded. With a sigh, he considered making himself smaller- but then remembered he couldn't do that, considering how much...weight he was packing. The first to inter after his initial arrival was E'yame, who thankfully had Anna in her arms, but the seer was the last thing in her mind. Depositing Anna on a medical table- thankfully, with some measure of care, the Adkanian's daughter ran to her Father's side, looking afraid for his life.
Indeed, Adieumus' injures had to be tended to quickly- even before Anna's.
Then, Thea arrived and they caught eachother's eye. Farris frowned. She could not recognize him, and it would be a complex issue to explain it all to her now. But eventually, he was certain he'd need her help.
But for now, she was taking care of Anna, leaving Farris to tend fully to Adieumus Matango.
So- I have no idea where anything is. Hmmmm
The Polydroxol muttered as he started moving around the room quickly- even gracefully weaving between the onlookers as if they weren't even there. Within seconds he had opened almost every cabinet and drawer in the room, returning back to Adi's side with an assortment of things unique to the Wayward Son. The most important item being a nice big bag of Arkanian C- blood. Without a word, and with delicate practice, Farris hooked the bag to a clip against the bed's attached stand, and fed a sterilized IV needle into the Arkanian's arm.

Ok, He breathed, Ribs. Without hesitation, the Polydroxol lifted his left hand. His metallic palm flattened out completely into a razor sharp edge and he slid the now blade like appendage under and up, cutting the Arkanian's shirt in half. Seconds later, he had five left fingers again, and he acted as if no one was watching him. Gently, he folded back to blood stained fabric and looked down at Adieumus' discolored chest, with bruises covering it like continents on a map. Emulating a low whistle, Farris hovered his right palm over Adi's chest. Closing his eyes, a small lighted circle might be seen peaking out from beneath his palm- shining a light over Adi's damaged chest. After a few seconds, Farris closed his hand and opened his eyes. He sighed slightly and shook his head.
Walking around to Adieumus' head, the Polydroxol lifted his left hand, concentrating on it for a short time before closing his fist and lowering it down to Adi's neck. A small needle protruded from between what appeared to be the polydroxol's knuckles and he inserted this into the Arkanian's neck.
Waiting a few more seconds, for Adi's body to start relaxing from the nerve dampener he'd been injected with, Farris grabbed a bag of clear fluid from the table he'd dumped everything he'd found in the med bay, on- and hooked it up to a side tube, connecting it to Adi's IV also.

Only then, did the Polydroxol look at E'yame with a tired, but relaxed expression on his face.
He's going to be fine. I have more work to do on him- but I'm not going to attempt anything...delicate while we're reaching orbit.

Glancing over at Anna, he smiled slightly at the Seer. She would have to wait as well. He cast one more fast glance at E'yame, indicating Anna with his hand, almost limply. Thank you... for getting her...out.
With a small cough, the Polydroxol drifted to his knees and leaned back against the wall, peering up at the ceiling with suddenly distant eyes. The blaster injuries- now invisible to everyone else, finally had to be dealt with.
If....he starts to bleed .... on his side....Thea knows what to do.
His eyes remained opened- sense it cost more energy to move them than it was worth, but Farris, at least for right now, became very cold and very still. He had a debt to pay to his injuries, and it was overdue.

Raven walked into the hangar, and her eyes lit up at the sight of so many people, struggling, or unharmed physically. She knew though, that every one of them in this room had been through some ordeal during this mission. She could feel it, resonating within each and every one of them, whether it showed on the outside or not. But it felt right, in a strange way, people who hardly knew eachother, all gathered here, all with the same goal.
Considering the goal was to escape a deadly explosion, was beside the point, at least in Alora's mind. She breathed in and out a calming sigh and couldn't help but smile.
So, to anyone looking, the small Jedi might look quite ridiculous and euphoric. Perhaps it was because of how tired she was. What ever the case, she extinguished her lightsaber, managed to give every single person in the hangar a brief look, and then headed onto the Wayward Son. Others were quickly following and she was quite certain everyone would make it before the blast.
Perhaps, deep down, it was just the fact that she'd found closure, what she was looking for after two endless years of searching, and now matter how different the company was- Raven Alora no longer felt like a deserter. She felt refreshed, redeemed.

Pausing just outside the med bay, She felt Adieumas's presence flickering and knew he was in pain. But the room was already full of people and her muscles were still tense from the fighting. She needed to calm her mind and find her center again. Knowing they would lift off soon, Raven went to her quarters figuring she'd check on the medical situation to see if she could help, after the ship left orbit. She really didn't want to be in the way.



Meeka, the small Tailring flitted around in annoyance. She had dropped her passenger, and regardless to his state of health after the fall, she felt embarrassed for dropping something because she wasn't paying attention. It wasn't until she realized she'd dropped Zee perfectly upon E'yame's shoulder. She settled atop one of the shelves and peered down at the tiny human with a flick of her tail.
Well- at least her aim was flawless... She obviously meant to drop him there....obviously.



Anna counted until she reached that magical time and finally opened her eyes. The sensation of opening eyelids was so odd to her now. She'd not have natural true eyes for years, and she wasn't sure she liked it. But what she saw almost made her cry. While she was certain all these people weren't here for her- she was sure they were all here because of her and what these people had made her into. She wondered how many more remained dead or dying within the darkened hallways of the lab, doomed to listen to The Array's final desperate words until they were berried or burned.

But she didn't have time to sulk over it. Before she could think, E'yame was running. She shivered, feeling a breeze caress her skin. Oh, by the force, she wanted to run too. She wanted to feel movement in her limbs again. Blinking, she realized the motion had stopped and she was laying on a medical table, unrestrained, surrounded by air- not oxygen rich fluid, and more importantly- not wired to anything.
With a breath, she blinked up at Thea's form, and for a few seconds, she had to order her mind to remember who the girl was. It clicked quickly. Thea was Noble's assistant, the one she had latched onto when The Array pulled visions from her while she was simi conscious. It was one of the first times she was truly aware of where she had been placed, and the memory would remain with her for eternity.
She smiled a small smile of relief as Thea spoke to her.
I like your voice,
The Seer said quietly, closing her eyes again. She had no idea why she was so tired. She'd been asleep for two years.
.... I'm cold...
She said, as a shiver rippled through her. Thea would note the absolute lack of automation in Anna's voice. It wasn't completely different from The Array's, but it certainly was its own, unbound by algorithms and calculations. It was fully and completely sentient.

*Atton pointed to the Wayward Son as it landed in the hangar.*"That one is. Dunno about the other one." *And quite frankly he didn't care. Hopefully that one didn't come with a killer robot woman...

In any case, Atton board the Wayward Son, taking care to let some of the other crazies on board first before heading up the ramp himself. He was rather shocked to see Adi, or what appeared to be his corpse. The spark of life within was just barely there though. Hopefully one of these crazy people was a doctor...*

Loki turned as the dagger flared in his mind again his reserves where slowly refilling but he was still weak one of the bacta patches had fallen off at the corner. He turned and looked at Dom, the Sith agent he had discovered fighting Kadish, he had somehow discovered the dagger, that artifact he had seen in the force when he had traveled in Anna's memories. He strode towards him hand on his belt and looked down at the agent. "Give me that dagger, or I'll take it." Loki said simply. "You have no idea what it is. Do not fight me. You are a smart and cunning ally, and welcome here but I will take it with force." Loki said simply his eye unwavering as he spoke in a commanding tone. His jaw was set and locked. That dagger was too dangerous for any of them to hold and use freely, however Loki felt confident he wouldn't succumb not right away. But he too had to careful.

The Crew was all on board now, plus a few extras, including the original target. There had been mention of things going 'boom', and very soon. Things going boom would not bode well for the light freighter, so Raxxie decided that now was the time to get the kriff out of there.

"You guys better hold onto something....I'm not doing this the nice way. Hang on!!"

Flicking a few switches, the rest of the control panels that had been on standby as everyone got on the ship came online. Suddenly, an alarm started to blare, and half of the electrical went black. Navigation, and propulsion went offline immediately, along with shielding.

"Oh COME ON!! Not NOW, you temperamental BITCH!!" The Zabrak woman began frantically flipping switches, nearly in a panic. They had less than a minute to get to minimum safe distance, and she needed at -least- thirty seconds to get clear of the blast zone. She growled in frustration, as nothing she did would bring the ship's controls back up. In frustration, she roared, and slammed her fist into the metal panel in front of her. To her surprise, everything came back on, and was lit up like a Life Day tree.

"YES!!! We are SO outta here!!!" Raxxie jammed the throttle forward, and pushed the stick hard left, bringing the Son into a 180 degree turn. She then maneuvered the ship first toward, and out of the entrance to the hangar. Yanking back on the controls, the Wayward Son made its way into the sky as the first rumbles of the explosives through the Lab Complex began to go off....

...They had pulled off the impossible. They had actually -done- it!! They were now clear of the explosion, and the black curve of space began to rise in the viewport. Punching a few buttons, she set the navicomputer to make the jump for Naboo. It would only take the computer a few seconds to make the computations, and they would be on their way.....

All had survived, as well...it would appear at least. A few of em looked a little worse for wear, though. Hopefully, a couple of the ones that were evacuated from the lab were as good at being Doctors as they were being slaveholders.....

Loki's hand came away from his belt empty as he held out his reddish palm two digits where metallic his palm faced the ceiling. His voice came out louder this time."Give it to me, I will not ask again." Loki said his eye locked on the man his fingers even,the cybernetic ones twictched ever so slightly, Loki seemed on edge but Dom had idea what he held, he was dangerous Loki could see the dagger working, in his eyes. He knew things could get violent, Loki didn't know what would happen if he was stabbed but he figured it was nothing good. He momentarily worried for the others and decided what must be done must be done.