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[After this]

As the door shuts behind her, a girl dressed in Peacekeeper tech coveralls lands on the floor with a thump, deactivating her lightsaber through the Force before it clatters on the ground beside her.

Jaina bites down hard on her lip as a surge of pain races through her leg, cursing loudly. The blood's soaked through the pants leg by now; and the large gash on her left leg from the where pulse pistol blast had hit her looks worse than she had previously thought.

But now's not the time to think about that. She needs to get out of this lift, needs to go find Aeryn so they can-- Wait. Something's not right. Jaina blinks, turning her head to look at the lift doors. But where they should be is only a wall. A familiar wall.

"Kriff, I can't be back here," she mutters angrily. Jaina attempts to stand, to bang against the wall - to try something to get out of the bar and back to the Command Cruiser - but her leg can't support the weight and the Jedi collapses on the floor again.

"Kriff, kriff, kriff!"

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"I'm fine," Jaina insists, trying really hard not to wince at the pain from her last stumble.

It doesn't really work.

Not to mention that the bleeding mess on her leg isn't getting any better.

"Need to get back there."

"I don't think you're going anywhere until you can walk", Kevin tells her.

The good thing about having such a tiny wife is that she is very easy to scoop up and carry places. Ignoring any and all cries of protest, Jag slips one arm under Jaina's knees and the other under her back and lifts her off the floor.

"Lead on," he instructs the doctor.

"Let me go," Jaina protests, her fists banging against his shoulder. She'd kick, too, but her leg's really not up to that right now.

"Jagged, we said we're fine."

Even if it really kriffing hurts.

Kevin lets the two of them fight it out, leading the way to the infirmary.