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[Trael Osso-Drast]

Trael gave her a blank expression as she asked if his spending time with Azar was to plot to kill him, “Considering he’s my boyfriend, that’d be awkward.” He said unamused, though he didn’t show it he was absolutely appalled by the prospect of killing Azar. Especially through some nefarious plot of all ways, that wasn’t his style. He didn’t want to delve into this thought pattern anymore so he stopped himself before he could spiral too far. He didn’t much like entertaining the idea of Azar dying, it being by his hand even less.

Trael walked over and looked down at her hand. He pulled out his own phone and sent a picture to Azar of the wound and asking if it was fatal. “Knobby ice spider or something like that.” He said while texting Azar, Trael wasn’t remotely sure what would help. He only had a basic understanding of wound treatment and that was from his many years of fighting. He walked away and came back with a medkit tossing it on the couch next to her, “This might have something for the venom.” He said as he began to research the spider.

Nash would realize that texting Arak that picture would make him worried. He immediately began asking her questions about what, who, why, where and even if he needed to find a way to her. Meanwhile on Traels end he only came up with basic information on the spider and its larva, and the fact its venom was paralytic, but nothing in known cures due to limited exposure of people who made it off world. Anything he did find simply gave standard responses of give immediate medical attention.

He let out a sigh as he looked up from his phone. “Did you get any good information about curing it?” He asked, he didn’t think it’d be fatal to her, she did survive the entire trip back. Though he wasn’t sure of any long term effects or potential limb damage from it.

@Sreeya

 

[Nash]

Nash coughed when Trael answered. Boyfriend? How many freakin boyfriends did Arcanos have? Or did all these fools think they were his boyfriend? She gazed down at the slew of questions she got from Arak worried about her purple hand. She couldn’t imagine juggling more than one boyfriend. She spent so much time thinking about him or planning their next hangout, but could she ever do that if there were two or three Araks? Her head hurt just thinking about it.

“So is it like a hierarchy? Doesn’t the dude have a husband? Is it like different levels of management? The husband is the Chief of Staff and like the boyfriends are directors? Or is it based on how much Arcanos loves y’all? Does he love his husband more than the boy-” Nash stopped there, realizing she was completely rambling into very personal questions. She cleared her throat and looked down, “My bad, I’m just.. Boring and traditional one love only kinda gal so the topic fascinates me.”

She cleared her throat, shifting back to the topic of a cure, “And no, just managed to rile up my boyfriend and gotta explain why he shouldn’t get on the next ship outta Korriban,” She muttered to herself, texting Arak while she spoke.

Trael, on the other hand, would have better luck and be given an itemized list and instructions on how to put together a cure from Azar. It required a bit of Force usage, but nothing beyond what Azar had taught him.

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[Trael Osso-Drast]

Trael listened as Nash bombarded him with questions over Azar and how being poly was handled. He was taken back to the conversation he and Azar had on the topic back when they were heading to Moraband. “I don’t know.” He answered, “When I asked, he told me that one could love multiple people equally. No it isn’t a hierarchy, I doubt any of us out ranks the others in that way.” He stated trying his best to answer her questions with what he had been told. He noticed her looking down as she apologized for her questions, “Being curious is fine. I don’t understand it either myself.”

Trael had received a response from Azar. He was reading over the list of items and instructions, while Nash spoke of her boyfriend getting riled up, “I’d say it’s a good sign he got all worked up. I would if Arcanos sent me a picture of his hand like that.” He mused. If her boyfriend was on Korriban the chances of him being a Pureblood were high, maybe he wasn’t an alchemist like Azar. Although he probably was also an acolyte, so he likely didn’t know how to cure this yet.

Trael went about his ship, due to his organized manner he found everything he needed quickly. He spread it all out on the kitchen table, he shortly began following the directions. Trael had used up all the ingredients he had, it taking him a few tries to get it right. Despite dating someone whose first language was ur-kittat it didn’t mean he was able to speak it so he messed up the phrasing until he got a couple successful cures. He handed both of them to Nash, “Take one now and keep the other for in case it doesn’t go down by tomorrow.” He said as he started cleaning up his mess.

Nash’s infection would subside during the hyperspace travel. Trael would also spar with her with training lightsabers, swords and even some fist fighting to pass them time and offer pointers. Though Nash did have an edge on him in hand to hand, Trael not practicing heavily into martial arts.

@Sreeya