KOTOR-verse. The Ebon Hawk. Alora's quarters.

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Alora opened her eyes and blinked at the ceiling, then sneezed explosively for a second time and growled, only to sneeze again.

And again.

Grumbling, she held her nose, thinking that she could have taken getting over a concussion with more grace if it hadn't been compounded by some opportunistic virus that had put her on her back for days. But at least the fever was gone now and her stomach didn't feel like it was filing for divorce.

But there was nobody sitting or laying on her bunk, so that meant that Carth and Mission weren't around. That depressed her a little as she pushed herself up against the headboard to have a look around.

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"You're up," a gruff, deep voice said as a large Mandalorian walked in with a food tray. "Carth'd bring this, but something came up in the port, needed his attention. He's coming back in as soon as he can."

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Alora looked up quickly and smiled. "And you wanted to see how I'm doing for yourself." She chuckled, then started sneezing again.

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He handed her a handkerchief.

"I was trying to make sure you get fed," he said. "You are our leader."

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She took the cloth and blew her nose, then sneezed again before settling down with another growl.

Then she looked up at her friend and held out her hands for the tray. "Thank you. Tell me what's amiss at the port."

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"I'm force blind."

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"Huh?" he frowned.

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"You heard me. My jedi days are over."

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She smiled at him and finished the small bowl of soup, feeling like she'd sat through a lengthy diplomatic discussion as she picked up the piece of fruit and took a bite.

The moment she did she spat it out, eyes wide with alarm at the warning she was getting. It wasn't the force, but she knew something was wrong. And she knew what it was.

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"What's up?" he was on his feet. "Alora? What's going on?"

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"Where did that come from?" Her voice was tight. "Who prepared it?"

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"No." The anger vanished and was replaced by a inexplicable calm. "No one will." Then her eyes closed and she slumped.

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"Alora?" he frowned.

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The only reply was the slightly quick rise and fall of her breathing.

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She gave him a dirty look, trying to conceal the shaking that her exertions had brought on and to push away her concern for her fiance. But her weakness was plain.

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"Rest. You'll do no good running around and getting sick again," Jolee said harshly.

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Alora started to retort, but then shook her head slightly and subsided. "Please tell Zaalbar to bring Mission and Chi inside."

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She gave up her attempt as her head spun. "Yes. Coming back from the dead is harder work the second time, it seems. Will you help me?"

Her hands were shaking. It didn't look like she'd be feeding herself.

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"Of course," he said, doing so. "Just relax. You don't always have to be a hundred percent."

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She swallowed the spoonful he'd given her. "You drive me to strive, old friend, though I know that brusque nature is mostly show."

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She gave him a rather frizzled look as her nose tickled horribly, then sneezed again.

And again.

"Argh... enough!"

The Glow flared up around her and the sneezes stopped.

Alora lay back wearily, scowling at the totally uncharacteristic urge to cry with weariness and general yuckiness.

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"I'll go get Carth," Jolee patted her shoulder gently. "We'll let those boneheads miss him when they're dealing with a grump old man."

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"Thank you." She shivered slightly and reached for her blankets, only to find them twisted beneath her and beyond her strength to retrieve. "Ugh." She closed her eyes and lay back, face eloquently telling just how close the tears were though she fought them.

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Those weary brown eyes gave him a look that let him know he'd just been mentally force choked.

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He kissed her again, smiling, then blinking.

"Jolee said he'd healed you. As long as you're not still feeling the poison you should be safe to get up. Tired, maybe, but alright."

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"I can't even sit up straight." The ire turned to concern. She didn't want to worry anyone.