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<blockquote data-quote="Ankh-Morpork Guard" data-source="post: 2708528" data-attributes="member: 10079"><p><strong>Chapter 18: Sure of It</strong></p><p></p><p>The entire corridor had collapsed in on itself...Cira could see patches of sky through the rubble, but for the moment it wasn’t her concern. Her concern, currently, was getting to the turbolift shaft...shaft, because she had watched the lift itself explode out of the thing and kill a young student who’d gotten in the way. There were at least two other bodies buried amongst the rubble, but she was doing her best to ignore that and just get down to safety.</p><p> </p><p>Her left arm was broken, Cira was sure of it. Her right leg felt nearly broken, but she could move it without too much trouble and so she decided it was something at least. Though her vision was blurred from a heavy hit to the head, the Force was helping her to ease through that. She was no healer, though, and was simply doing her best to push on rather than fix any of the problems.</p><p> </p><p>With her good arm, she pushed off the remainder of the stones and got to her feet for a third time. It was difficult to stand up and not be overcome with dizziness, but this time she was not going to fall back down again. It was becoming annoying. Gritting her teeth and pushing through the blurred world around her, Cira slowly moved to the turbolift shaft. She managed to get over the ruined lift itself without too much trouble, but then found herself in an interesting situation...and not a good one, either.</p><p> </p><p>There was a ladder built into the stone structure around the lift tube, but she only had one arm and while she did have two legs, Cira was still limping. She allowed herself a sigh, which was soon drowned out by the screeching of the TIEs far above. That sure put things into perspective. Focus. Those TIEs would be coming around for another run soon. She had to get down. She took a glance down the tube.</p><p> </p><p>Not all the way...just a level or two.</p><p> </p><p>Cira allowed herself a few more deep breaths before carefully twisting around and grabbing onto the ladder on the inner side of the tube wall. Her right hand gripped the rungs tightly, while she kept her good foot down for balance. It was awkward, but left the weight off of her two injured limbs. </p><p> </p><p>That was the easy part.</p><p> </p><p>Now the fun part.</p><p> </p><p>Very carefully, and with a good amount of help from the Force, Cira began the climb down. It was less a climb, though, and more a well timed hop down one rung at a time. It took about five minutes before she managed to reach the next level down, and by then her good arm was starting to feel ready to break. She knew it was more because her concentration on the Force was fading, but it was still enough. Cira wasn’t going to risk going any farther...which meant now she had to find a way to get the door open.</p><p> </p><p>Thankfully, that wasn’t going to be too difficult. Forcing her concentration back, Cira reached out and found the doors through the Force. Then, very carefully, she wrenched them open. A moment later when her eyes opened again, she saw it had worked. After allowing herself a proud smile, Cira swung herself down and to the not-so-ruined corridor. It hurt to land, but it was bearable enough.</p><p> </p><p>“Cira?!” it sounded like Cowan’s voice, but it was a bit muffled.</p><p> </p><p>“Huh?” she looked up, noticing he was about ten meters ahead of her and pointing a few of the younger students to the other turbolift. It was then that she noticed even her voice sounded somewhat off.</p><p> </p><p>Cowan had turned away for a moment before quickly heading over to her. Cira was surprised to see that Cowan actually had a look of concern on his face, “You alright in there?”</p><p> </p><p>Cira blinked a few times, tilted her head, and mumbled again, “Huh?”</p><p> </p><p>Obviously, she’d taken more hits to the head than she had first thought. And she still wasn’t hearing as well as she knew she should be. In another surprising move, Cowan put an arm on her shoulder(her good one, thank the Force) and started to carefully lead her to the turbolift, “Come on. You need to get down there with the others.”</p><p> </p><p>Maybe it was the adrenaline rush fading...or maybe it was just that she was alright now and no longer needed the push of the Force to keep her going, but Cira suddenly felt exhausted and covered in far too much pain. She was definitely going to have to question Cowan severely about this later on. He was acting far too strange...and spinning slightly. How he managed to walk in a straight line with everything spinning so much was beyond her.</p><p> </p><p>By the time they’d made it to the turbolift, Cira had lost consciousness. Cowan did his best to get her in with one of the other older students who had been there, then sent the turbolift down. There were still a few left up on this level that would have to wait. He sighed and closed his eyes. He had been able to tell that Cira’s arm was broken. The way it just hung there at her side would have told that to someone with even Cowan’s lack of medical knowledge. He could also see that she had been limping severely, but that was easy to explain as there was a very large patch of deep red that had sunk through her tunic on that leg. And she had definitely taken a few hits to the head. Not only were there bruises, but Cowan had also see many cuts and gashes that allowed small streams of blood to seep down her face.</p><p> </p><p>All in all, it was extremely discomforting to see. Not that he was suddenly her best of friends, of course, but despite all his feelings towards her, Cowan didn’t want her dead. Now, at least, he was sure of that much.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Ankh-Morpork Guard, post: 2708528, member: 10079"] [b]Chapter 18: Sure of It[/b] The entire corridor had collapsed in on itself...Cira could see patches of sky through the rubble, but for the moment it wasn’t her concern. Her concern, currently, was getting to the turbolift shaft...shaft, because she had watched the lift itself explode out of the thing and kill a young student who’d gotten in the way. There were at least two other bodies buried amongst the rubble, but she was doing her best to ignore that and just get down to safety. Her left arm was broken, Cira was sure of it. Her right leg felt nearly broken, but she could move it without too much trouble and so she decided it was something at least. Though her vision was blurred from a heavy hit to the head, the Force was helping her to ease through that. She was no healer, though, and was simply doing her best to push on rather than fix any of the problems. With her good arm, she pushed off the remainder of the stones and got to her feet for a third time. It was difficult to stand up and not be overcome with dizziness, but this time she was not going to fall back down again. It was becoming annoying. Gritting her teeth and pushing through the blurred world around her, Cira slowly moved to the turbolift shaft. She managed to get over the ruined lift itself without too much trouble, but then found herself in an interesting situation...and not a good one, either. There was a ladder built into the stone structure around the lift tube, but she only had one arm and while she did have two legs, Cira was still limping. She allowed herself a sigh, which was soon drowned out by the screeching of the TIEs far above. That sure put things into perspective. Focus. Those TIEs would be coming around for another run soon. She had to get down. She took a glance down the tube. Not all the way...just a level or two. Cira allowed herself a few more deep breaths before carefully twisting around and grabbing onto the ladder on the inner side of the tube wall. Her right hand gripped the rungs tightly, while she kept her good foot down for balance. It was awkward, but left the weight off of her two injured limbs. That was the easy part. Now the fun part. Very carefully, and with a good amount of help from the Force, Cira began the climb down. It was less a climb, though, and more a well timed hop down one rung at a time. It took about five minutes before she managed to reach the next level down, and by then her good arm was starting to feel ready to break. She knew it was more because her concentration on the Force was fading, but it was still enough. Cira wasn’t going to risk going any farther...which meant now she had to find a way to get the door open. Thankfully, that wasn’t going to be too difficult. Forcing her concentration back, Cira reached out and found the doors through the Force. Then, very carefully, she wrenched them open. A moment later when her eyes opened again, she saw it had worked. After allowing herself a proud smile, Cira swung herself down and to the not-so-ruined corridor. It hurt to land, but it was bearable enough. “Cira?!” it sounded like Cowan’s voice, but it was a bit muffled. “Huh?” she looked up, noticing he was about ten meters ahead of her and pointing a few of the younger students to the other turbolift. It was then that she noticed even her voice sounded somewhat off. Cowan had turned away for a moment before quickly heading over to her. Cira was surprised to see that Cowan actually had a look of concern on his face, “You alright in there?” Cira blinked a few times, tilted her head, and mumbled again, “Huh?” Obviously, she’d taken more hits to the head than she had first thought. And she still wasn’t hearing as well as she knew she should be. In another surprising move, Cowan put an arm on her shoulder(her good one, thank the Force) and started to carefully lead her to the turbolift, “Come on. You need to get down there with the others.” Maybe it was the adrenaline rush fading...or maybe it was just that she was alright now and no longer needed the push of the Force to keep her going, but Cira suddenly felt exhausted and covered in far too much pain. She was definitely going to have to question Cowan severely about this later on. He was acting far too strange...and spinning slightly. How he managed to walk in a straight line with everything spinning so much was beyond her. By the time they’d made it to the turbolift, Cira had lost consciousness. Cowan did his best to get her in with one of the other older students who had been there, then sent the turbolift down. There were still a few left up on this level that would have to wait. He sighed and closed his eyes. He had been able to tell that Cira’s arm was broken. The way it just hung there at her side would have told that to someone with even Cowan’s lack of medical knowledge. He could also see that she had been limping severely, but that was easy to explain as there was a very large patch of deep red that had sunk through her tunic on that leg. And she had definitely taken a few hits to the head. Not only were there bruises, but Cowan had also see many cuts and gashes that allowed small streams of blood to seep down her face. All in all, it was extremely discomforting to see. Not that he was suddenly her best of friends, of course, but despite all his feelings towards her, Cowan didn’t want her dead. Now, at least, he was sure of that much. [/QUOTE]
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