Caring for a friend...(Tirsa)

[Alpha]

Satine walks itno the med bay, carrying Tirsa on his back. Waving over a med droid, Satine lays Tirsa out on a medical bed, and explains all that happened so far. As he said this, the droid begins to examine Tirsa's hastily doctored wounds...

[Tirsa Krylana]

(SOMETIME LATER)

:: Tirsa wakes up with a squeak and looks around, taking in her surroundings. Then she sees Alpha sitting in a chair ::

"Wh!!! You ... you brought me here??? Where's Sanis??? Is Navaria dead??? He shot her, did he kill her???"

:: She peeks under the covers at her naked bod, checking for scars and burns. There weren't any. She hisses at the pesky med droid and lays back down again ::

"I'm hungry, and I mean real food hungry."

[Alpha]

"I'll get yo some. And Nav is fine. I checked in on her. Sanis would be in jail right about now." Standing up, Satine looks at Tirsa, and smiles comfortingly.

"So, what kind of 'real food hungry' are you? Pizza maybe?"

[Tirsa Krylana]

"Jail, huh??? I hope they give him cement shoes. The bastard tried to kill me.. her.. us!!!"

:: fusses at the pesky med droid again as it pokes at her ::

"Pizza sounds very good." :D

[Alpha]

"Alright. I'll be right back. And, try not to destroy the med droid." Satine grins, and leaves, heading quickly over to the B&G, which was nearby, and grabbing some food, both for Tirsa and himself.

Coming back, and munching on a slice of his own, Satine sees that Tirsa was in the middle of a tirade at one of the poor med droids. Dropping the pizza box right next to the Nebari, Satine steps in between Tirsa and the med droid.

"Hey, Tirs! What's going on?"

[Tirsa Krylana]

"These pesky tincans won't leave me alone."

:: her face brightens as she spies the pizza and helps herself to a piece :: :D

[Alpha]

Satine turns to the droid, and give it an order, using his authority as a Warrior Jedi Knight to have the droid go away and monitor its patient's vitals from afar, and, if she did relapse, to send in a human tech.

As the droid headed off, Satine turns back, and grabs a piece from the box, taking a bite out of it.

"Well, how are you feeling?"

[Tirsa Krylana]

"A lot better now, thanks. I did have a weird dream earlier though."

[Alpha]

Pulling up a chair, Satine sits down.

"Care to share it?"

[Tirsa Krylana]

"Well, these teddybears were climbing up on the bed and ... oh nevermind."

:: nibbles on pizza ::

[Alpha]

Raising an eyebrow, Satine supresses a chuckle.

"Teddybears?"

[Tirsa Krylana]

:: pulls a plush bear out from under the covers and blinks. ::

:o o_O :o

:: oh frell, maybe it wasn't a dream ::

":verymad BAD TEDDYBEAR!!! :verymad BAD :verymad BAD :verymad BAD :verymad BAD :verymad BAD!!!"

:: beats the stuffing out of the teddybear ::

[Alpha]

"Tirs!" Satine says, chuckling. "It's just a stuffed bear...It couldn't have walked around on it's own..."

[Tirsa Krylana]

"That's what you think ..."

:: pokes at the massacred bear warily ::

"... they move when you're not looking at them."

:: snuggles naked into Alpha's lap, not taking her eyes off the teddybear ::

[Alpha]

Satine almost jumps from surprise, but then relaxes, actually getting comfortable.

"Ah...Do I sense a conspiracy by the evil stuffed teddybears?" Satine asks teasingly.

[Tirsa Krylana]

:: pouts ::

"Hey, you're supposed to be taking care of me, not teasing me."

[Alpha]

Satine smiles.

"Can't I do both?"

[Tirsa Krylana]

:: smiles back and kisses his lips ::

[Alpha]

Shocked, Satin doesn't respond at first, but then he finally does, kissing tirsa back.

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

"Ahem!"

The two of them turned to see Dalethria leaning on the side of door, arms cross with an amused smile on her face.

"Came all this way to Arcan to bed Alpha, Tirsa? Fascinating."

[Alpha]

Satine breaks the kiss, and sees Dalethria.

"If she did, it was a rather roundabout way Dale. Unless you planned getting shot...?" This lasgt part Satine directed towards Tirsa, giving her a little smile.

[Tirsa Krylana]

:: sticks her tongue out at Dale, then sticks it in Alpha's ear :: :mneh

[Alpha]

Smiles at the feeling, but continues to watch Dale, suspicious.

"And what are you doing here Dale?"

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

:rolleyes

"Why do you think I'm here?"

She stood up straight and walked into the room.

"Get dressed, grab your things and lets go. Sorsha's been worried about you."

[Tirsa Krylana]

"I'm ... I'm fine right here. And Sanis is in jail."

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

"Yes. I know ..."

Her eyes glined at more but said nothing since Satine was in the room.

"... but you're still coming home. Things are different now."

[Alpha]

"Ah, Kitty getting anxious again, eh Dale?" Satine asks, with the sole purpose of annoying Dale.

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

Perhaps another time when Alpha was trying to get on her nerves, Dalethria might have taken the bait. As she said, things were different now.

Tirsa made no move to get off of Satine's lap so she tried again ... grabbing what few things of the Nebari's she saw.

"We're going to Vjun, Tirsa. Sorsha wants you there with us."

That will give the Jedi something to think about and they wouldn't even begin to guess at her family's purpose.

[Tirsa Krylana]

"Vjun???!"

:: hops back into the bed and hides under the covers ::

"No, nonononono!!! I'm sick! I'm sick! Achuuu! Very contagious! I'm not allowed to leave the room! Achhhuuuu!"

[Alpha]

Satine doesn't say anything, yet his brows furrow in concentration, trying to think of anything that might be happening...

[Alpha]

Seeing Tirsa, Satine can't help but laugh...

Uh, Tirs? he sends through the force. Being shot isn't contagious, and I'm pretty sure Dale knows that...

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

Now that Tirsa was within arms reach, Dalethria quickly grab the sheets and blanket that covered the Nebari, wrapping her up.

"Yes you are going."

Dalethria picked up Tirsa and flung her over her shoulder, trying to avoid blue feet and legs in her face, while carrying Tirsa's personal belongings in her other hand.

"Don't worry Satine. I'll take good care of her."

She gave him a lopsidded grin and then mumbled under her breath ...

"Better then Navaria obviously."

... and headed out the door.

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: Soolin enters the room just as the naked nebari girl hops from Alpha's lap back into the bed ::

"What's going on in here?"

:: Her eyes move from Alpha and settle on Dalethria ::

[Alpha]

As Dale was about to exit, her feet becaome seemingly incased in blocks on an invisable cement. In reality it was Satine, keeping her feet in one place.

"Hold up Dalethria. First, let's ask your unwilling friend there. Tirsa, do you want to stay here, or go with them?"

Seeing Soolin, Satine gives her a frosty smile.

"Just have a little friend of mine trying to take Tirsa back to Vjun..."

[Soolin Anjhurin]

"Looks to me like she got here just in time."

:: narrows her eyes at Alpha in disgust ::

"This bed is needed for the sick and injured, not for your hormones!!! :verymad As far I'm concerned, I'm more than happy to see them go."

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[Alpha]

Closing his eyes, Satine releases Dale. Opening them, he looks again to Soolin.

"Oh be quiet Soolin."

[Tirsa Krylana]

:: Tirsa hisses and squirms as Dale carries her off ::

"You be quiet!!! :verymad How many times to I have to tell you to stay out of my head???!!!"

:: claws the air and spits, wishing she hadn't been so trusting of him ::

[Alpha]

Satine raises his hands, and begins to send a messgae through the Force, but thinks better of it. Damn that habit.

"Tirs, I'm sorry...It's a habit..." He says, knowing how weak and lame that sounded...

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

Dalethria let Satine think he released her. In actuality, her immense powers of telekinesis had already overpowered the force that the Jedi had position around her feet. She had complete control of the force shield that could be erected around her body and knocking away such a pitiful attempt to keep her from moving was like batting away a fly.

So she humored him and grinned madly at the two Jedi fighting... not to mention Tirsa's reaction to Satine being a fool as usual.

Nothing needed to be said. She got what she came for and it was time to take Tirsa home.... before she got loose and found her blaster pistol .... Getting off Arcan would be a tad harder with dead Jedi guts laying around....

Not so quietly as she came in, Dalethria left the hospital and finally be rid of this planet.

[Alpha]

Satine shakes his head. Something told him he was lucky that Tirsa hadnt had her blaster on hand...

"Probably would've been less painful then me having to go and explain this to Nav..."

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: exits the room, leaving Satine alone ::