passingthrough: (Claws)
Kitty Pryde ([personal profile] passingthrough) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2016-03-08 07:06 pm

[Action]

Who: Leia, Logan, Laura, Kitty
Broadcast: N/A
Action: The Starlight Station
When: Nowish (but leaving it flexible)

[A small group of people who want to make bad life decisions have gathered in a more-or-less private space they scouted on the station. They're all recent-ish arrivals who don't like the idea of the augments, and certainly don't trust them.

They've heard stories about impossible impeding fear and unbearable pain, but they aren't easily stopped by either concept. Some things you have to see and do and know for yourself. Besides, they have mutants with healing powers and built-in hand-scalpes and one with the ability to disrupt electronics with a touch. Not to mention a woman with force abilities. What could possibly go wrong?]
girlverine: (Knows you're there.)

[personal profile] girlverine 2016-03-15 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Laura crouched down next to Logan, checking him over carefully. The cuts to his head were healing, his pulse seemed strong. She was pretty sure she couldn't actually kill him but...well, he was family, or as close as she had to it, so...she wanted to be sure.]

[Satisfied, she rose again, moving over to where Kitty and Leia sat, crouching down again to check the injured woman over, sniffing the air a few times and listening to her pulse.]


You will need to see a doctor immediately or you will die.

[So comforting.]
seaoflight: (Neutral/Serious)

[personal profile] seaoflight 2016-03-15 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
[When Nomi had gotten the call, thankfully she hadn't been too far away. Reaching out in the Force for Leia's fading presence had not been simple, but it wasn't impossible, since she was Force Sensitive and it's a good thing, too. Zeroing in on that presence, a red-headed woman in sea-green Jedi robes bursts into the room. Walking briskly towards the group, shoes clicking on the deck, her focus is entirely on Leia.]

I'm here to help. Her brother sent me.

[Rolling up her sleeves, she moves over and kneels down beside the injured princess.

If Laura objects physically, she'll find herself gently pushed aside with some assurances. If that doesn't work then Nomi will send her floating away in a bubble of telekinetic force, but hopefully that won't be the case. It's doable, but she'd rather not juggle a shield and healing at the same time.

Regardless of that though, Nomi gently reaches out and holds her palm over the bloody injury, a faint golden light radiating from her. It takes intense concentration though, so she will not be speaking much for the moment, but the wound is already beginning to seal up.

Uh. Hi. how's that for an entrance?]
Edited 2016-03-15 04:20 (UTC)
imahologram: (fifty-eight.)

[personal profile] imahologram 2016-03-15 12:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[Leia has presence of mind enough to roll her eyes at Laura's solemn pronouncement--thank you, she wasn't sure she'd needed a medic--but is otherwise quiet, teeth gritted until they might crack against any sound she could make. The longer this goes on, the more the pain cuts through the adrenaline and shock.

When the door flies open, Leia glances up. She knows Vima better than her mother, but no one could possibly mistake Nomi Sunrider for anyone but herself, even after only a brief meeting. She just about glows with self-assured capability--especially when one is bleeding out on the floor.

As Nomi kneels down before Leia, Leia mouths the words thank you to her. It's easier not to talk at the moment. In fact, it takes until Nomi's been working for a bit before she wants to risk another comment to Kitty. It's still painful--everything is, even with Nomi's help--but it's doable.]


The Force.

[To make it entirely clear, Leia sets a bloody finger against her temple. One of the few things she can do, Force-wise, and before now, she wasn't sure she could. It would probably be a more satisfying victory if not for the slowly closing holes in her body.]
girlverine: (Knows you're there.)

[personal profile] girlverine 2016-03-16 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Laura half-stood as the new woman entered the room, her posture defensive. Leia had been hurt because of Logan, which made her at least partly Laura's responsibility...having family was strange, wasn't it?]

[But nothing about the woman was immediately threatening, and neither Leia nor Kitty seemed to be afraid of her, so after a moment, the teen took a half-step back, close enough that she could move against the newcomer if she had to.]

[Her gaze shifted towards the injured woman again, then Kitty, who seemed to know more about what was going on.]


...She is telepathic?

[That was unexpected. And a little unnerving...]
t65: (yall dont know what its like)

[personal profile] t65 2016-03-16 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
[Luke enters the room trailing a little behind Nomi. They didn't come here together, but providence meant that Luke finished alerting those who needed to know about Leia's condition a little after Nomi arrived. His expression is serious, and obviously worried.]

[He doesn't look at the one girl in the room he doesn't know, but he answers her question all the same:]
No, she's a Jedi.

[And he couldn't be more proud. He kneels next to his sister, and puts his hand in hers. His voice is soft:] Leia? I'm here now.
seaoflight: (Cheerful/Dark)

[personal profile] seaoflight 2016-03-16 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Nomi kept her breathing steady, light streaming from her palms and working to stabilize the injury. The worst of it was over, but it wasn't fully healed. The cuts had been extremely fine, almost scalpel like. It was interesting, and it raised questions, but Luke's entrance forestalls them.]

We're not telepaths.

[She looks up, sweat beading on her forehead, focusing on Laura.]

Don't worry. We can communicate with one another, through the Force. Reading thoughts isn't something we can do to the unwilling.

[Her eyes turn to Luke and Leia.]

She's stable, I'll do what I can, but this wound isn't going to heal quickly. Feels like a vibro-scalpel.
imahologram: (eighty-one.)

[personal profile] imahologram 2016-03-16 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[Leia squeezes Luke's hand--with less strength than she usually boasts, but enough to say I'm still here.]

Claws...actually.

[She winces with every movement, but at least she can speak--Logan could easily have punctured a lung if he'd wanted to. Speaking of whom, her gaze moves past Nomi and Luke to Logan, lying prone on the floor. Let Kitty see to him. She's not sure she's up to anything at this point besides falling asleep.]
girlverine: (A moment of pity.)

[personal profile] girlverine 2016-03-17 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Jedi. The word meant nothing to her, really. Or the force. But while she wasn't getting any lying vibes, she didn't know any of these people enough to trust that, so she took another unconscious half-step backwards as they worked, stepping closer to Kitty and Wolverine.]

We were attempting to remove Logan's augment. [She explained as the question of what had stabbed Leia came up. It gave her something else to focus on for a moment. She absently started to wipe the blood that was still covering her hand off on her pant leg.]

He did not react to it well.
shishkebub: (hangover)

[personal profile] shishkebub 2016-03-17 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
[Speaking of reacting, Logan was beginning to come to. He let out a tired groan and lifted one arm to rest it on his forehead. He was awake and he was listening, but he was making no effort to stand or even look to see what was going on. If she was dead, he would have known. He could always smell death.]
t65: (sorry sorry 'such a dick you are')

[personal profile] t65 2016-03-17 09:28 am (UTC)(link)
Claws. [Luke's voice is a bit... mournful. He'd expected this; he's seen wounds like this before. He looks over to Logan for a moment, before looking back to his sister.] What happened?

[From how he talks, she's the only person in the room.]
seaoflight: (Worried/Fear)

[personal profile] seaoflight 2016-03-17 12:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[Nomi continues her work, sweat coming more and more profusely as she works to dull the pain now. The wound was closed, but that wasn't the end of a medic's job. Comfort, addressing pain, that came next. Reaching out, she gently pressed energy into each synapse, letting the Force guide her.

When she does speak it's strained from effort, and distant.]


I...can see that. Is he...alright? Does he need...treatment?
imahologram: (eighty-two.)

[personal profile] imahologram 2016-03-17 09:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Later.

[She says it to Luke, giving him the most reassuring smile she has left and squeezing his hand again. It's a long story, and she's nowhere near up for telling the whole thing right now. Everything else, she feels like she's watching from behind a pane of glass. It doesn't feel nearly as immediate or reachable as the warmth of Luke's hand or Nomi's healing--and even the latter seems a little distant to her.]