Kalanda Tishire
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Location: Korriban Medical Lab
Kalanda hadn't heard from Mid in a while. A long while. People had begun to say he was going rogue, having left her and Amur behind, but she didn't believe it. She couldn't believe it. He wouldn't do that to her, and yet where was he, and why hadn't he responded to her? If he had truly gone and left her...Kalanda tightened her fist, drinking in the flood of rage that pulsed through her, before steading it and moving on with the pre op procedure. She pulled the gloves tight over her hands, casting a glance to the new patient she had been handed over. It was a Cathar if she knew her biology correctly, and a Mandalorian to boot. She hated Mandalorians, which was unfortunate for her patient. Kalanda had asked for a test subject to celebrate her elevation to Crusader, but this....this was too good to pass up. She looked at the instruments she had aligned before her, all sorts of fun little contraptions, and they were going to be used on the poor thing before her.
Kalanda checked the nerve agent she had hooked the woman up to, ensuring the paralysis would keep their subject restrained for the duration of the procedure; though stun cuffs had been attached to her arms and ankles to keep her to the table if the worse happened. She had to make sure this went swimmingly after all, this was going to be her first time doing this to a living host. She looked down at the poor thing, being left laid out on an operating table, unable to move, it must have been a scene out of a nightmare. She wouldn't feel too much pain though, least not for the time being; her screams would just serve as a distraction after all. To really ramp it up, Kalanda had arranged a large mirror to be hung over the woman, so she would see fully well what was to be done with her body. This was going to be a very, very long day, for the patient that is. "I'll be honest with you." She started, grabbing a syringe full of something green and probably vile, as she held it over the Cathar woman. "I've never done this before." She held the needle up, slowly inching it towards Revy's neck. "I'm told the process is painful. But you know what else is painful?" She stopped short of making skin contact, letting the woman feel the cold steel against her neck. "Listening to the cries of millions dying around you. Watching people turn to ash, with their skin falling off from radiation burns. That's very, very painful." Kalanda pulled the syringe back, setting it back on a surgical tray. "I'm sure you know what that's like though. I suppose in a way we have that in common. Did your family die on Mandalore?" Kalanda asked, turning her back to the woman's though her force senses wouldn't let remain vulnerable. "I lost my family too. When your people blew up the Imperial Place five years ago, and that lead me here. In a way, your own people did this to you. Funny how that works, isn't it?" Kalanda sighed, turning back to look at her subject, then gave another glance around the room. Where was her lovely assistant? Well, she would be here soon. "If you can take any solace in this, know that you will come out stronger than you were before. A Mandalorian like you can learn to appreciate something like this. You'll see." Kalanda looked over her specimen and smirked. She might actually enjoy this, though the poor Cathar before her....not so much.
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