[Day 2 - LE] The Big Game

[Col. Hala Moraal]

Discipline to regain strain: 3eA+1eP 3 successes, 2 advantage


As soon as the game was whistled down, Hala slowed down to a stop and lifted her arms above her shoulders to ease the pain in her lungs and side. She walked gingerly in a circle to get her wind back then made her way to their locker room to check on those who had been taken out early. As she moved and the game's glow faded, her gait and stance stiffened considerably.

[Shaisha Vreysk]

Sitting in the med-area with Kris, Shaisha pumped a fist in the air as their victory was announced. Which she regretted right away. "Woo--- Oh shit... I think I broke something...."

[Kristal Serasai]

Kristal, looking relieved that the team still won. Watched for any negative side affects from her nasty clash with the ground. "You may want to focus on your rest, Shaisha," she commented, amused, from the side watching her friend across the way.

[Sylvain Torsin]

Sylvain walked into the infirmary a few moments later. He removed his mask as he saw his two friends to reveal his sweat soaked hair and face. "My friends. What a lovely way to spend a birthday party."

He chuckled and found a spot between their beds.

[Shaisha Vreysk]

"Whatever," she chuckled to Kris, wincing again at the unusual pain. It wasn't quite so bad as being hit by a tree, but it was certainly very unpleasant.

"Better than the time we went to the waterpark as kids," Shaisha remarked to Syl with a grin. Her brother had teased her endlessly after that incident when eight year old Shaisha had paniced in her very first big pool of water. Despite her injury, she had had a blast tonight.

[Kristal Serasai]

"One of our Birthdays without someone ending up Injured?" she remarked with a grin. "What sort of birthday would that have been?"

[Col. Hala Moraal]

"Please excuse me my lord, but this is normal?" Hala asked incredulously, stripping off her imperial drapings before she began removing the protective padding. Once that was through, she started massaging her right arm through the under-tunic she wore.

[Sylvain Torsin]

Sylvain chuckled at the two women's comments, "It fits perfectly. I'm glad you both enjoyed yourselves. I think you nobly leaving the field allowed us all to defeat the opponent. So thank you for your sacrifice."

He smiled teasingly.

[Moyr Ahaya]

Madame Ulter was nowhere to be seen. Moyr decided to find a place to take a seat.

[Shaisha Vreysk]

"Yeah... something like that," she held back the laugh. "Gonna have to try this again. With armor."

[Kristal Serasai]

"Ever since we were younger," Kristal said glancing away from Shaisha and Sylvain toward the Colonel she remembered from yesterday's briefing, "some form of excitement has popped up to steal away our interest for an evening. Often times that excitement has an all too familiar price," she offers in way of explanation.

"Pardon me Colonel, but I did not a expect a woman of your stature to find entertainment in these games," she paused, "let alone participate in one."

[Zeno Deathwright]

Zeno joined his teammates at the conclusion of the match and nodded. "That was pretty intense."

Well, he says that, but he's actually pretty much in the same condition he was when he stepped into the arena, the few blows he did receive having been easily walked off. And his displays of agility and bodily control during the game making it so he didn't really get hit. His footwork had been impeccable.

"Been some time Torsin, Serasi."

D2 LE, The Big Game, Cool, Recover Strain: 1eA+1eP 2 successes, 1 advantage


2 strain recovered

[Sylvain Torsin]

Sylvain smiled and nodded a greeting to Hala and Zeno. "A pleasure Lord Deathwright."

[Col. Hala Moraal]

"No pardon needed, my lord," Hala said, shaking her head slightly while she leaned back against the wall of lockers behind her. Her eyes rolled close and her jaw tightened slightly as her left hand moved to her right elbow and started probing the tender joint there.

"On many other occasions, you would be correct, but if I had the opportunity to curry favor and political capital with Dango - as we were instructed - then I will participate and gladly.... Besides," she said, hissing slightly as she let her hand slip down, "physical activity is good even if mine of late is not nearly as impactful."

"Will you be alright, or should I send for a doctor?"

[Zeno Deathwright]

"How have you been?" he asks of those he hadn't seen in a while.

[Sylvain Torsin]

He nodded and smiled as he brought a hand up to his temple to massage it a bit, "I've been well. I met a potential friend of yours recently. Veteran of the battles on Dantooine. Jedi."

[Zeno Deathwright]

"Oh? Well, since I know all the folks on our side that were there, I can only imagine they're from the losing side. Who was it?" he asks curiously.

[Sylvain Torsin]

"A Mirialan by the name of Balos Tyl. Fancies himself the protector of the Red Light District. Bit of a hot-head; especially for a Jedi." He replied.

[Kristal Serasai]

Kristal raises a momentary hand for Hala as she address' Zeno, "Lord Deathwright," but then returns immediately to the woman she was conversing with.

"An admirable approach Colonel," she commented on that notion. "There is no need for alarm on my behalf, I will seek a check up once we return to the compound but I have survived far worse than this Colonel I assure you. Which, now that we have the proper moment."

Kristal extends her right hand, the true one, to offer it. While her left lay visible palm down on her knee.

"I am Kristal Serasai," she offers her proper introduction.

[Zeno Deathwright]

"I think I remember seeing a Mirialan among the defenders. Maybe it was him, maybe not. I'll have to meet him," Zeno says with a nod. "But I was more interested in how you've been before coming here. Hopefully well."

[Col. Hala Moraal]

Hala leaned forward, putting weight on her left arm to help support herself, and reached forward with her right gingerly.

"Colonel Hala Moraal, military attache to the diplomatic delegation," she said, taking Kristal's hand.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Lord Serasai."

[Kristal Serasai]

"Colonel Hala Moraal," Kristal repeated for sake of her own memory. Shaking the woman's hand firmly. "It is a pleasure to make you acquaintance."

"It would appear our delegation is in good hands, with a woman such as yourself."

[Sylvain Torsin]

"I think I remember seeing a Mirialan among the defenders. Maybe it was him, maybe not. I'll have to meet him," Zeno says with a nod. "But I was more interested in how you've been before coming here. Hopefully well."

He nodded, "I've been well. Back on Dromund Kaas for most of the past year. Counterintelligence, diplomacy, and the like occupy my time now. You've made quite the name for yourself."

[Col. Hala Moraal]

"I appreciate your confidence, my lord," she said, dipping her head again.

[Shaisha Vreysk]

Shaisha went for some water to refresh herself... but swallowing wasn't the most comfortable excersise when it felt like her ribs were broken.

"Oh... hey Zeno," she smiled, but she was obviously not feeling her best. "You look better in real life than on the Holo."