ThatOneTurian

As if being the fastest one on the battlefield wasn’t enough, Vel found herself being the first ready to embark on the mission to get Legacy a new “platform.” She leaned against the side of the airlock and found that she had to wait four minutes for the others to show up. First came Legacy, their armor plating shining more than usual under the lights of the CIC, evidently having recently polished it. Garret arrived last, following the other two into the airlock with a receipt and credit chit held between his talons as he apologized. “Sorry I’m late. Extranet’s been really slow today.” Vel glanced dow

He was growing restless, being cooped up in the med-bay. There was absolutely nothing he could do to help. He wasn’t even able to help himself. The more his mind cleared of the throbbing, the worse his body fared. Now that he was able to think clearly, that was all he did. He was so occupied thinking about the state of the galaxy, he utterly forgot about healing. His left eye still wasn’t functioning. He wasn’t shutting it ever thirty minutes so that the synthetic nerves could shift into a position that would be accepted by his brain. The talons on both of his hands now had a twitch due to him drumming them on his chest for