Darana toed the fallen assassin's head into moving, to make her face visible. "People just seem impelled to send me gifts this cycle." She shook her head. " I don't recognize this one. Bring her." * A swinging motion jarred a shoulder into Sharra's stomach. She opened her eyes a slit, but couldn't see. Her head and back hurt. The nausea and scarcity of breath took her back into unconsciousness before she could act. * The second time she woke, her bearer was walking up some sort of ramp. No, no, no, not a ship! Sharra tried to move, to fight. None of her muscles responded in so much as a twitch. She could still feel the Force, but some sort of head injury kept her too unfocused to use it. She centered herself and let impressions sink in through the pain in her skull. More people around her. Others in the ship, including faint traces of.Jedi energy? She had no time, and no weapons. Sharra pulled herself back into her center, weaving as many walls as she could between her and the outside world, retreating as far as possible with what little energy she had left. Thank the Force she was wearing no insignia. The light saber alone was too much clue to her identity. One stray thought whisped across her consciousness. She had misjudged mission success probability entirely. If she was lucky, she would only die for it. * Darana Cairnfell stared at the medical sensor displays. So far, their captive was not waking up on schedule. The skull fracture and subsequent brain injury had caused the original loss of consciousness (she made a mental note to speak with Eric about his enthusiasm), but shouldn't have kept her out this long. The stimulants were working on the body, but still no waking. Maybe it had been a mistake to leave the woman out of the bacta tank, but Darana had hoped for the confusion from the head injury to provide some initial information. The Sith woman looked across the biobed at Shade. "For the moment, she's your responsibility. Call me when she regains consciousness. Use whatever non permanent methods you deem necessary." He nodded and went to fetch the medical officer on duty.
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