Marasiah Fel

( Sia was fully prepared to go to Coruscant with the rest of the Imperial forces, but as they were preparing to head offplanet, she was summoned to the war room by Roan for a briefing. )


[Almost done! NFB, NFI, yadda yadda. Taken from Legacy: War #5-6, with a warning for character death.]

On the way from Korriban, Sia had felt her now ex-boyfriend die. She was pretty sure that that was a trick, though, and she wouldn't believe it until she saw a body, and therefore she could deal with it. She had people she could put on that to find out for sure.

Once they got back to Bastion, Sia had had to be debriefed, and tell her father that the person who had killed his wife a decade ago was alive and a Sith now. That had been hard.

After that, she'd declined a bacta tank in favor of treating her injuries herself. The Sith hadn't had her for long enough to warrant using up that much of a valuable resource during wartime. Instead, she'd spent a very long time using bacta patches on the worst of the cuts she'd sustained during torture earlier that day.

In all honestly, she knew they were getting somewhere finally, but this was getting to be a lot.

Today was better? She looked like herself again, she needed to get caught up on what was happening with the new alliance with the Jedi, she had to find Atton and Jessica and... she hadn't quite figured out what to say yet. And she would get to it as soon as she could catch up on reports of what had happened the last three days without reading the same sentence a dozen times. Better, apparently, but not 100%.