Maura was exhausted. She'd been tired from fighting already, but on top of that, she'd run him all the way here. It wasn't a marathon (and the Force certainly helped), but she was still just... physically exhausted.
But, she'd made it. The Sith was lying on a hospital bed across the room, stripped of his armor and peacefully unconscious. Maura had burned off or removed any symbols of the Sith on his armor to hopefully avoid him being turned away. "I mean, yeah, he's Sith, but he still deserves to be treated? Right?" The nurses had removed the rest of his armor during whatever cleaning and stitching up they did. The kid assumed it'd been discarded.
His lightsaber, on the other hand, was clipped to her belt and hidden under her Jedi robes next to her own. It was the only weapon still on him by the time she'd gotten him here, and she certainly wasn't going to let the nurses see it. "Or let him keep it." Was it wrong to think of it as a trophy? "What would Master Voran say?"
"Jedi should not take trophies!" Maura said while doing a terrible impression of her master's voice. "She'd probably say something about, like, respect probably." She probably shouldn't think of it as a trophy. After all, she still felt kinda guilty about that agonizing look on the Sith boy's face.
But again, ask for forgiveness not permission, right? Maura's been a little nervous about taking it off of him in case she got memories from it, but nothing had happened. Thankfully.
Sigh. The girl drew her knees up to her chest, nestled her chin in between them, and continue to watch Wodan. At least she was getting a chance to rest, too. She wasn't too sure how long she would stick around, or even if she should. Hailee was probably waiting for her. Hopefully. "And what am I even gonna say to him when he wakes up?"
The padawan peered across the room to make sure he looked like he was asleep, then sat up cross-legged in her chair and stuck her hand out. "Hi! I brought you to a hospital. No need to worry!" she said while talking to and shaking the hand of a pretend Wodan.
"No, that's...stupid." Should she introduce herself? "Hi, I'm Maura. Sorry for cutting up your legs, but the nurses said you should recover just fine." Was it unwise to give him her name? "What if he- Wait, I literally have rainbow hair. Of course, he'd recognize me!" "Hi, sorry for kicking your butt, but you'll recover!" She giggled.
And by the Force, she had so many questions she wanted to ask him! Why was he Sith? Why were the Sith invading? Why did he bring guns? And a spear?!
Maura went back to staring at Wodan with her head on her knees, anxiously waiting for the Sith stranger to wake.
tag: @Braden
But, she'd made it. The Sith was lying on a hospital bed across the room, stripped of his armor and peacefully unconscious. Maura had burned off or removed any symbols of the Sith on his armor to hopefully avoid him being turned away. "I mean, yeah, he's Sith, but he still deserves to be treated? Right?" The nurses had removed the rest of his armor during whatever cleaning and stitching up they did. The kid assumed it'd been discarded.
His lightsaber, on the other hand, was clipped to her belt and hidden under her Jedi robes next to her own. It was the only weapon still on him by the time she'd gotten him here, and she certainly wasn't going to let the nurses see it. "Or let him keep it." Was it wrong to think of it as a trophy? "What would Master Voran say?"
"Jedi should not take trophies!" Maura said while doing a terrible impression of her master's voice. "She'd probably say something about, like, respect probably." She probably shouldn't think of it as a trophy. After all, she still felt kinda guilty about that agonizing look on the Sith boy's face.
But again, ask for forgiveness not permission, right? Maura's been a little nervous about taking it off of him in case she got memories from it, but nothing had happened. Thankfully.
Sigh. The girl drew her knees up to her chest, nestled her chin in between them, and continue to watch Wodan. At least she was getting a chance to rest, too. She wasn't too sure how long she would stick around, or even if she should. Hailee was probably waiting for her. Hopefully. "And what am I even gonna say to him when he wakes up?"
The padawan peered across the room to make sure he looked like he was asleep, then sat up cross-legged in her chair and stuck her hand out. "Hi! I brought you to a hospital. No need to worry!" she said while talking to and shaking the hand of a pretend Wodan.
"No, that's...stupid." Should she introduce herself? "Hi, I'm Maura. Sorry for cutting up your legs, but the nurses said you should recover just fine." Was it unwise to give him her name? "What if he- Wait, I literally have rainbow hair. Of course, he'd recognize me!" "Hi, sorry for kicking your butt, but you'll recover!" She giggled.
And by the Force, she had so many questions she wanted to ask him! Why was he Sith? Why were the Sith invading? Why did he bring guns? And a spear?!
Maura went back to staring at Wodan with her head on her knees, anxiously waiting for the Sith stranger to wake.
tag: @Braden