"Doc get over here!" Cyril called out again.

"Just hang on Natia, were going to help you."

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"Doc get over here!" Cyril called out again.

"Just hang on Natia, were going to help you."

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Natia started to wheeze. "Cyril." She said fear lacing her voice as she passed out.

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(ok... I think I'm gona wait for the others. Not sure what happened to them, but lets take a short break to give them time to catch up.)

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OOC: I'm sooooo sorry i didn't tell you before i left. I'v been on D of E. Ok you don't know what that is. Bascially five of us went into the Black Mountians in Wales, were given a map and just hiked all day; didn't sleep at night 'cos it was FRIKIN COLD DUDE and lived on cup-a-soup for five days....i am currently useing crutches. Anyway thats why i havn't been posting. Now then....

IC: Dara hurried over and pulled off his own helmet to better examin her. He pulled away with a puzzeled expression. "There's nothing wrong with her" he said, quickly inserting an oxygene tube down her throat. "There's nothing I can do...she's fine...I can't explain it." He looked at Cyril with a woried expression. "This isn't a medical issue sir; and it dosn't look mental either."

(I was thinking that as Natia is force-sensitive it could be something to do with that, you know like when Vader would close up people's airways useing the force. If you intended it to be something else please say and i'l change it)

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(lol no problem. that actually sounds very fun! Granted the crutches would not be... but I think the rest sounds pretty neat. )

"This all started when we got close to the planet... the closer we got the worse it got," Cyril observed.

"We need to leave..." Cyril knew full well they could not leave however, not without going against their standing orders. If they returned to the Empire now they would likely be quart marshled for their actions.

For some reason this mission was being given the utmost importance. it wouldn't just be a stern talking to and some demotions if they left... it would be worse.


(That works just fine actually. )

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OOC: Yeah, I didn't tell you that I wouldn't be able to get on b/c of practicing for music competions did I? Well, a heads up for next week, I'll probably not be on much, if at all, until Friday.

P.S. What do you consider cold, Anduril? And living on a cup of soup for days...*shuders just thinking about it* That reminds me of Scout camp, and that's scary.

IC: Dante looked at Natia quisically, wondering if this sort of thing was normal for her. Based on the reactions of those around him, he would have to say not. But you knever knew, this could be normal and they panic like this every time.

Dante turned away and scanned the area. THere was nothing he could do that their doctor, Dara, couldn't do better. "We could send the doc and the XO back up to the ship while the rest of us finish the mission," he said, letting the helmet's external speakers broadcast his message to the rest of the team.

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Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

OOC: Cold? Cold is when the inside of your tent freezes up and you climb into your freinds sleeping bag. Cold is acctually not sleeping at all and haveing a supervisor asighned to you for one day becuase your freind is so exusted they think its dangerouse for her to go up a mountian by herself. Cold is when your are all so cold and tiered that you all agree to turn left an then turn right becuase you've got confused about directions. Cold is when the only reason you get up in the morning is beaucse if you don't you belive you fingers wil fall off. Cold is when on the forth day you are all getting close to getting hypothermia. That is Cold.
Twas still fun.

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(Ok np. I will keep in mind that you will be gone The~Doctor)

"Take her up," Cyril told Dara, not hesitating to think about Dante's sugestion.

Command, however, would surely have a different idea but Cyril wan't to concearned about that for the moment. Even though the single ship they had was their only way off the planet and they would need it as soon as they completed their mission.

The Imperial star destroyers were long gone by now however and before they would even find out the ship had left the planet it would be to late.

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(Ok np. I will keep in mind that you will be gone The~Doctor)

"Take her up," Cyril told Dara, not hesitating to think about Dante's sugestion.

Command, however, would surely have a different idea but Cyril wan't to concearned about that for the moment. Even though the single ship they had was their only way off the planet and they would need it as soon as they completed their mission.

The Imperial star destroyers were long gone by now however and before they would even find out the ship had left the planet it would be to late.

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(Ok np. I will keep in mind that you will be gone The~Doctor)

"Take her up," Cyril told Dara, not hesitating to think about Dante's sugestion.

Command, however, would surely have a different idea but Cyril wan't to concearned about that for the moment. Even though the single ship they had was their only way off the planet and they would need it as soon as they completed their mission.

The Imperial star destroyers were long gone by now however and before they would even find out the ship had left the planet it would be to late.

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(Ok np. I will keep in mind that you will be gone The~Doctor)

"Take her up," Cyril told Dara, not hesitating to think about Dante's sugestion.

Command, however, would surely have a different idea but Cyril wan't to concearned about that for the moment. Even though the single ship they had was their only way off the planet and they would need it as soon as they completed their mission.

The Imperial star destroyers were long gone by now however and before they would even find out the ship had left the planet it would be to late.

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(Ok np. I will keep in mind that you will be gone The~Doctor)

"Take her up," Cyril told Dara, not hesitating to think about Dante's sugestion.

Command, however, would surely have a different idea but Cyril wan't to concearned about that for the moment. Even though the single ship they had was their only way off the planet and they would need it as soon as they completed their mission.

The Imperial star destroyers were long gone by now however and before they would even find out the ship had left the planet it would be to late.

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Dara looked at him in surprise? But that meant they would only have a few trainee-medics down here with them. Natia; usually one of thier strongest to such things had been taken down by some mystery infection. In was almost suicide for them to stay here.
He looked down at Natia. But if he didn't get her back to the ship and off the planet then she would die.
"Yes sir" He picked Natia up in his arms; showing his unoften dispalyed streagth. He paused by Cyril. "Sir; if anything happens tell me; i may be able to give instructions." He asked before running to the ship; a prone Natia in his arms.

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Cyril nodded as Dara said his parting words. Then turned back to the remaining members.

"We need to find out what's going on here. Until we do, everyone take every precaution possible, medicaly, physically, and mentaly."

It was then a voice flickered on in Cyril's ear piece.

"This is General Tresour," the voice communicated.
"What is youre progress?"

-Where is he comming from!- Cyril wondered.

"We have a team member near death sir," Cyril reported. "Some sort of infection or virus that we can't locate. Were are sending her-"

"If you can't help her then leave her!" the General ordered sternly. "And whatever you do you better not let that ship leave the planet or you will all be quartmarshled and deamed traitors of the Empire!"

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Dara laid Natia down on one of the tables in the sick-bay and quickly stripped her off her armour. Another med-bot quickly began running tests on her. It carried on as Dara froze, listening to the Gerneral's voice as it came through the speakers.
What should he do, he couldn't ask Cyril for orders over the tanoy unless Cyril's orders were aginst the Generals.

He's have to go and ask; but if he left his helmet would track him and if he took it off it would show up on the scanners.
He smiled slightly and removed it; placeing it on Natia's head.
Now the computers would read his helmet as being worn by someone and in the sick-bay.

He ran out of the ship and spinted bare-headed over to the others. "Sir?" he panted. "Do I tell the ship to leave? Yes or no?" he said giveing the thumbs up sighn; knowing that the General couldn't hear him without his helmet.

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