"Nyah..." Trooper Kaiya Crion had been out for days.
Between her injuries, blood loss, and over exertion, her
body *needed* the rest. No one had treated her or
Thaddeus with respect. The medics barely treated her.
The leader of the village who had allowed them to stay
there had not made a second appearance. Any other
interactions with those who lived within the village
were limited. They were given food, but only enough to
scrape by. No one was pleased to have Imperials at the
Kaiya's golden eyes blinked several times. Her body
felt cattywampus. When she had been hurt previously, she
was able to recover in a bacta tank. She healed very
quickly. Here, Kaiya was left for her body to naturally
recover. As she came to, she realized she was laying on
a bed made of blankets and furs...furs of the very same
tigers she and Thaddeus had battled. She could feel
bandage wrapped around her chest. "Thaddy..?" She began
trying to seat herself upright. "Where are we? What's
going on?" She recalled that they had crashed. They had
no supplies and no ship. They had nothing but each
other...which really wasn't all that different from
every other day.
Commander Updike had spent the entirety of the time
by Kaiya's side, for he knew that the people of this
makeshift 'village' knew who they were, and likely
despised them for what the Empire had done to Ralltiir.
If he were in the same position he likely would not have
been as charitable if Rebel refugees were in need of his
assistance. He was not sure why they were helping them,
but found it unlikely they would heal Kaiya just to
execute her later, so he did not feel particularly
threatened. Still, as soon as she was able he planned to
abandon the village and attempt to link up with Imperial
patrols elsewhere on the planet. "Kaiya!" he exclaimed
when he heard her stir, but then quickly silenced
himself so no one else would hear. "We're among the
Ralltiiri ... what's left of them," he said, anxiously,
as his eyes shifted around. He moved his hand to the top
of her head and began to pet her gently. "You're going
to be okay. Then we're getting out of here," he told her
quietly, while giving off all the verbal cues and body
languages of a very anxious man.
Her nose twitched. She quickly began taking in their
surroundings. There were many smells that were unique to
Ralltiir. The soil itself seemed to smell *different*.
She was relieved to see that Thaddy was unharmed, but he
was certainly uncomfortable. They needed to leave the
village as soon as possible. "Thaddy!" She squeaked
affectionately. She began to purr softly as he pet her.
She reached up to rest a paw on his knee. "They didn't
do anything to you, did they?" A low growl rumbled in
her chest. If someone had laid a finger on him, she'd
kill them with her claws. "These people have food and
stuffs, I smell it." Her voice dropped down to a
whisper. "We should steal from them before we leave.
They don't *need* all that stuff. Ugh..." She sat up.
Pain reawoke in all of her wounds. "Thaddy, I will never
take the bacta tank for granted." Kaiya frowned.
"No. They didn't do anything to me," Thad told her,
reassuringly, as he tried to keep his voice down. He was
convinced they were being listened to ... even if they
were not. "Yes. For what they are they seem well
supplied," he pointed out, as part of his mind wondered
if they should attempt to overpower them and steal their
provisions. After all ... they were traitors to the
Empire. "You are not well enough for anything like that
... yet," he added, as he smirked down at her, realizing
they were on the same page. "As soon as we get you back
to Esseles it's right into the tank for you," he
promised her, as he continued to rub the top of her
"I'll have never been happier for a swim in bacta.
Nyahh!" She nuzzled her head against his hand. If she
had been stuck in this predicament with anyone else,
they would already be dead. Thankfully, it was Thaddy.
Thaddy, who she thought was smart and skilled. "You're
right..." Her ears fell. "But we can use me not feeling
well as a chance to scope out this place. Mebe they have
weapons. They have to with all those crazy tigers out
there." She scooted closer towards him. "How long was I
out?" She asked him. Now that she was awake, her
survival mode was pushed back into overdrive. She wanted
to put them in a better situation than currently...and
she would. It didn't matter if that meant slaughtering
all of the survivors.
Thaddeus smiled at her bacta comment. He wished he
had some right now so he could heal her faster and get
out of there. "That's a good idea, Kaiya. We will use
their naive charity to our advantage," he told her, but
when she suggested they might have weapons his ears
perked. He had not considered that. "Several days ...
unfortunately," he revealed to her, as he continued to
look around to make sure no one was lurking around
eavesdropping. "Should I summon them?" he asked her, as
he wondered what their next step might be.
"Several *days*!?" Her frown grew deeper. Needless to
say, Kaiya had some pretty unrealistic expectations for
herself. She wanted to be battle ready *now*. Instead,
her body ached and every wound threatened to reopen at
the wrong movement. She shook her head. "Nyu, not yet.
Let me get a little more acquainted with this place
first. It smells so weird here, Thaddy. It never used to
smell like this." She explained. She was doing a best to
get a feel for the camp by smells and sound. Slowly, she
lowered herself back down to her blankets. She rested
her chin on his leg and closed her eyes. Her focus
settled on what she could not see. "Small camp. I'd say
there's... Maybe twenty people here, slightly less." She
inhaled sharply. "I do smell food. A lot of food. It's
close by. My guess is that it's a supply tent. Um. Um."
Her ears twitched, then her tail. "I can hear an engine.
I think it's roughly a few hundred feet away, but
getting closer. It isn't a ship...a small speeder of
some kind. Nyah, the engine doesn't sound healthy..."
Her eyes opened. "That's the best recon I gots for you,
"Yes. Several days," Thad repeated, as he gently
rubbed her head in an attempt to keep her quiet so that
their 'hosts' would not realize she was awake. He waited
patiently while she attempted to focus and determine
their surroundings. He listened to everything she said
and made mental notes about what she suspected was in
the village. Two Imperial Storm commandos *could* easily
dispatch 20 villagers if fully healed and with the right
equipment, but they were battered and did not have their
gear. The information about the supply tent and
potentially a vehicle was very useful, but in their
capacity they were limited in one action they took.
"When you're well we can attempt to steal that vehicle,"
he informed her, but he knew for now they were going
"Okay. I'll tell you if I figure out any other stuff.
It's hard. Everything is so different here. I'm
surprised people are even living down here still. How
did these people survive?" She wanted to be well *now*.
Her body wasn't keeping up with her and that was a
problem. So Kaiya did what Kaiya does...she fought it.
The little Cathar withdrew herself from her boyfriend.
"I'm okay," she told him, throwing the blankets back off
of her body. She looked down at her legs with
determination. Stupidly, Kaiya began forcing herself to
her feet. "I don't want us to have to stay here any
longer." She growled at her own weak, exhausted body. "Nyah,
I'm better than this." She made it to an upright
position but it was painful for her. She winced. Cathar
were proud warriors. It was in her blood to not given in
to injuries. Her knees were shaking like a newborn deer.
Kaiya had found her match in that tiger. It had
seriously hurt her.
"These Rebels are more than scum. They are vermin,
and vermin can survive almost anywhere..." Thad reminded
her, as he continued to listen for any noises indicating
they were coming, although her senses were more attuned
than his. "What are you doing?" he asked her, angrily,
as she attempted to stand up much earlier than she
should have. "Get back down. That's an order!" he told
her as he, too, stood up and pointed at her in
frustration. He watched helplessly as she began to
shake, which only caused him to react with more
frustration. "Trooper, I order you to lay down," he
said, his eyes widening and glaring at her, before
folding his arms in front of his chest. He was still her
commander, despite their change in situation.