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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"Alora?" he frowned.

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

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Canderous swore, then opened the com link.

"Jolee here," an older, iritated voice said.

"Get back here if you can. You need to check on Alora," Canderous growled.

"I'll be right there," he said.

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The woman slumped on the bunk twitched slightly, her face creasing into a frown before she stilled again.

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Canderous lay her down flat, then looked up as Jolee arrived.

"She's weak," he said.

"Yes, I could see as much," the old man said, settling by her. "I'll just make sure she doesn't get sick again."

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She turned her head, eyelids fluttering as she reached for consciousness to investigate the movements that she half-sensed, then stilled again as the Light around her enfolded her softly.

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"Yeah, she's stable," Jolee grumbled.

"How's it in town?" Canderous asked.

"Mad. All the citizens are itching for the soldier's blood, and all his friends are proclaiming him to be at Alora's level of greatness. The whole situation would be complataly out of hand if Carth weren't there with Bastila and Juhani."

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Alora started awake and stared upward, then tried to sit up, her mind caught up in the dream of the explosion that haunted her sleep.

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"Hey you, hush," the old man said impatiently.

"Am I needed back in town?" Canderous asked.

"No. Both sides are lead by idiots. Carth's already sent for real Republic disiplinaries," he shrugged.

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She frowned at him as she settled back on the pillow, her burned hand moving to lay on her chest and dampen her sleeping robe with fluid from a broken blister. "What happened?"

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"A soldier got a little fresh with a waitress, went after her. Her father came in and they started to brawl. The soldier almost killed the old man," he shook his head. "Apparently the father's a kind, respected old coot, and the townspeople who want to hang him from the highest pole," he sighed, then gently used the force to heal her burns.

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She pushed herself up again. "Bring me my armor."

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"Oh sit down. Carth's got it taken care of and we're all under orders to keep you alive until he sees you healed," Jolee pinned her down with the Force. "There's no point anyway. They're just yelling and acting like children down there. Carth and the others are keeping all thoughts of real violence out of everybody's heads."