Thread: Temper the Storm [Star Wars: JGS & Blue]

She let out a relieved sigh as he sat down, feeling a tiny bit less threatened now that he wasn't towering over her. Not because she didn't think he was going to be incapable of hurting her just because he was seating, but because he had done what she'd asked and that was a good sign. Not that she assumed he was wholly unreasonable - the First Order was the best military in the galaxy, and as much as things occasionally had to go badly to get better, they were on the right side of things. So he couldn't be a... monster or anything. She tried not to think too much about the bad stuff, because in an organization as large as the First Order, of course there were bad apples. That would get corrected as it was supposed to. Thank you. It'll just be a minute or two. Most everything had been handled while he was unconscious, but she needed to do a second check now that he was awake. He grabbed her wrist and she froze, startled, and let her eyes drift from her work to his face. Yeah, uh, sure. She wasn't about to try and fight with him about that. She had most of what she needed anyway, and had confirmation that everything was patched up as well as it could be. His vitals looked good, there wasn't any internal damage that hadn't been patched already, and while she hadn't had time to get together the appropriate pain medication, that probably wasn't something he was exceptionally interested in. Erisa would get it together and drop it off with him later, or make sure he had it during the follow-up appointment. She followed after at a polite distance, observing with concern. When he stopped she did too, brow slightly furrowed. His demand made her straighten a little bit, fully recognizing it as the order that it was. I have no idea where he is, she informed him. It wasn't argumentative, just a simple statement of facts. How was she supposed to know where General Hux was? She was a medical officer, she barely ever left the med bay during work hours. If you want to know specifically, I'll have to call the control room and ask. Otherwise we can head there and hope, but he didn't give me any kind of personal contact information. I'm also not allowed to leave my post without another medical officer here, it was literally her job description and it had been made very clear that getting caught doing so was considering abandoning post, so I might have to run emergency protocol and... She trailed off, already drifting to do what she needed to do. The call was quick and only meant to confirm where Hux was. Meanwhile a droid contacted one of her coworkers to get them to cover for her, and thankfully the other medic understood the situation well. The name Kylo Ren carried weight, after all. But it would take them a little while to get there, ands he didn't think that he'd be interested in waiting patiently. That meant that this was a sort of desperate measures situation. Emergency measures, in fact. And there was a system for that. Grabbing a silver bracelet with a blinking blue electronic center, she slipped it around her wrist and let her sleeve fall back into position. If something went wrong, she'd know immediately, and be granted access to pretty much every mode of travel available in the ship ahead of everyone but admirals and generals unless their own emergency codes overrode her own. Don't tell anyone I left before Samira arrived, I'll get in trouble. Though she was uncomfortable, Erisa was also a little relieved that he'd told her to come with him - she wouldn't like it if any of her patients collapsed or started bleeding, but it would be even worse if it was one of the two second in commands. She could keep an eye on him this way, and that was a bit of a relief.