Thu Apr 08, 2010 5:13 am by Joshua Kierra-Solo
*Joshua led the team of medics and rescuers around the flaming remains of the cockpit area, deftly picking out a path that didn't involve the team to have to resort to acrobatics to dodge the falmes and debris. He spotted Zuli cradling the girl in his massive arms and dashes over the help the big Jedi Master out and to his feet. He reached out, pushing against the intense heat at Master Madoons back, allowing Zuli to concentrate on the girl*
*The rescue team, led by a quartet of medics arrived at Zuli and lowered her onto a floating gurney to examine her. Zuli stood above them, like some great sentinel, watching their progress intently*
*Joshua quietly, somberly, stepped to Zuli's side, a look of deep concern on his still young features. The girl was a youngling. Around the same age as Joshua's brother had been when.... He shrugged away the painful memory and glanced over towards Sabriel, with the survivor then back at Zuli*
Who are they Master and what went wrong?
*He spoke softly to avoid disturbing the medics*
We should of sensed their plight far sooner than we did....
*He hesitated, glancing back towards the ship. He had felt it earlier as he was sure the other two Jedi had. A tinge of deepest black. A void even. It felt similar to when he had met Jacens ghostly apparition*
That feeling Master.... Master Man'sell always told me the darkside clouds our vision.
*He stared down at the girl as the medics started to move the repulsor powered stretcher to the transport, noticing the lightsaber for the first time and raised an eyebrow. Exchanging a glance with Zuli, the two Jedi followed*