Made me promise I'd try to find my way back in this life

[neverlosemyfocus]

[sickbay - locked to Simon Tam!]

“For star’s sake, Obi-Wan, I’m dying. Do you have to interrupt me now?” There was something like humour in her voice, but it was a pale and reedy thing. She was dying. And he would have to watch her go.

“You’re not dying.”

Something occurred to her then, the sentimental idea of a dying woman, and she struggled to get into a pouch on her utility belt. Her fingers plucked uselessly at it, and fear, for the first time, stabbed through her. “I can’t... Get it for me.”

It took him a moment to realise what she was talking about, but he slipped her warming crystal, the one that Talesan had returned to her, and pressed it into her hand. A faint smile appeared briefly on her face.

“No... yours.” She turned her hand, letting the crystal fall into his palm. It carried memories of things they hadn’t spoken about in years, but it was the only thing she had. “Now I will never leave you.”

“You will never leave me,” he echoed.

It took all she had, but Siri reached up, brushing fingertips gently against Obi-Wan’s cheek, before her hand fell. “Don’t worry so much,” she told him softly. She knew him better, knew he would anyway, but she had to try. She had so little time. I don’t want to leave you. She could admit that here, now, at the end. So much wasted time. As her eyes started to flutter closed there was a flash of brilliant white light...

Siri took a ragged, gasping breath of air, her back arching as her eyes flew open. Something had changed. Even dying as she was, she knew that something had changed. This wasn’t Azure. This wasn’t the wreckage of Magus’ ship. “Obi-Wan,” she rasped, blue eyes searching the room. She struggled to push herself up, to try and figure out what had happened, where she was. But she was too weak, her injuries too great.

No matter what had happened, where she was, what that flash of light had been... it didn’t change the fact that she was still dying. But it didn’t stop her from trying to ignore that, trying to ignore her injuries and the pain making it hard to breathe, and struggling to stand, to push herself upright and move.


[sickbay; after not dying - OPEN]

Sitting up on the medical bed, Siri rubbed absently at her chest; there was nothing left of the injuries that had nearly killed her but a slight scar from the blaster bolt. Nothing. She wasn’t dead. She was no longer dying. And she was no longer in her galaxy. Siri hadn’t expected... THAT. There had been a blinding flash of white light... and now she was here. And here was about as far from becoming one with the Force as she could get. She was alive. But the Force felt so... subdued. So... distant. She shivered. It didn’t feel right.

It made sense, she supposed, given that she was no longer where she was supposed to be. No longer in the right galaxy.

But it was still there. The Force was still there. And that was what mattered. She wasn’t cut off from it, no matter how distant it felt. She would just have to... work with that. See if she could work at it, strengthen her connection to it.

She would need SOMEthing to do with her time. She was in a new galaxy, in an unfamiliar place, with no idea whether or not she’d be able to return home. "Force," Siri sighed, pushing blonde hair back off her face. Kriff, where did she even start?

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Nope not the worst at all and I am all about backtagging <333

[neverlosemyfocus]

The Enterprise? There was no ship under that name in the Republic. Unless it was unaffiliated, or newly built and she just hadn’t kriffing heard of it... but something told Siri that that wasn’t it. Force, what was going on? How was she still alive?

Obi-Wan isn’t here. She ignored how much the news hurt and focused on the rest of what he was telling her. She nodded. “All right. Do what you need to.” She couldn’t very well figure out what was kriffing going on if she was dead. Again. Still.

Force this was odd.

<333!

[osirian_doctor]

Good. She wasn't going to cause any difficulty to him. That was helpful.

"Nurse, can I get some help here?" he asked.

She also wasn't focusing on the details of, for example, how she'd wound up on a ship doubtless a long way from where she'd been before she appeared in the infirmary. He'd have been more than happy to answer her questions, of course, but they were best saved for a time when she wasn't about to bleed out on the infirmary floor.

"All right. We just need to get you onto one of the biobeds, then I'll be able to operate." His lips turned up just a little at the corners; reassurance had never been a particular strength of Simon's as a doctor.

His skill, however, always was.

[neverlosemyfocus]

Given that this was, apparently, an opportunity to NOT DIE, Siri was going to take it. Even if she didn’t know how it kriffing happened or how... wrong it felt. They did not cover things like this in the Temple. She was very focused on the details of how she’d ended up where she was, but she knew that THAT could wait until she was less... dying.

His words earn him a pain little laugh. He reminded her a little of some of the healers in the Temple. Some of them had had the same gift of reassurance as Dr. Tam. “Help me up.” She was already starting to struggle to her feet; the injuries she’d suffered leading up to the fight with Magus and the shipwreck that followed were making it difficult, but she refused to let it stop her. “The sooner I’m up on the biobed the sooner we can get this kriffing over with.”