When the medical station was built in the aftermath of the occupation of Eiradu, none of the staff were expecting the volume of traffic that they were now having to deal with. As one of the main staging posts of the invasion into ISC space, most of Corellia’s casualties had been evacuated to Medical Station 118, floating halfway between the planet and its sun.
Wodan sat in a private room, the only benefit his rank as Sith Champion gave him in this situation. The room itself was silent, cold and dimly lit, all to the Firrerrian’s desire. He could still feel the burning of the plasma on his skin, though the agony of his wounds had long since disappeared under the cocktail of drugs flushing through his system. The doctors had to double his dose due to his body's natural fortitude to toxins and medicines alike.
He was barely covered with just a thin sheet covering his privates, the rest of his body was open to the cool air. Between his natural healing ability and the bacta gel he had been covered in, the worst of the burns which covered most of his lower half, had already begun to heal. Bright silver marks and slices scared his body where the worst of his burns had taken hold. In contrast his upper body had gotten off lightly with only a few scrapes and bruises, all easily healed in time with little to no scarring.
His face on the other hand was different, the left side was a mess. The aforementioned concoction of bacta, medical practice and his body's healing factor was perhaps all that had kept him alive. From the bottom of his cheek to the top of his temple, ear to nose was a great red mess of torn and burned flesh and skin. In its centre and worst of all was his eye, the once glowing golden orb was gone. A shard of durasteel had fractured off and embedded itself in the soft tissue of his eye. Only the thickness of his helmet had saved it from fully skewing his brain behind.
Letting out a slow breath, his hand reached up and brushed the shard around his neck. That at least hadn’t left him in Corellia only an eye and his shredded dignity and shattered prestige.
@Sreeya