In an instant Revan, who'd been sitting at the bar and talking to Bar while he stared at the wall as he attempted to will the door to appear for him, was at Kira's side.
"What happened to not getting stabbed?" he grits out in greeting as he goes to knock her hand out of the way to finish healing the wound for her.
Her hand doesn't budge as she clutches the the cloak at her side. "I can do it," she murmurs, her hair falling into her face. "And I didn't mean to, it's not like I went up to them and said 'hi, stab me, please!'"
She gasps out the last word. "Okay, you can do it."
Her hands drop the cloak as she slides down to the floor.
Frowning, Revan holds his tongue as he follows her slide to the floor. He kneels at her side, pushing her clothes out of the way enough to see the wound before putting his hand up to it. He almost curses at the sight of it and holds back the flair of anger at who hurt her.
Calling on the Force, an aura of blue glows around his hand as he heals the wound and his other hand rises, almost on instinct, to push the hair out of her face and tuck it behind her ear.
She's utterly calm. Like one who has been through this too often. She leans into the hand tucking hair behind her ear and stares at the red-stained hands in her lap. "Sorry."
"Can't you be left alone for two seconds without being stabbed?" There's ranting as Atton sprints over. "Let me see that." He tries to drag her cloak away from the wound, one hand glowing faintly blue.
"You won't do any better than me at this point." Kira grits out as she lets him drag the cloak away, her hand gripping at his arm. Blood stains his shirt.
"Got you a present." She says weakly, gasping for breath.
"Please tell me it wasn't that vibroblade - Not that I'm opposed to blood on my weapons, I'd just prefer it wasn't yours." Atton says absently, trying to heal her wound as best he can. He doesn't care too much about the blood on his shirt.
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"What happened to not getting stabbed?" he grits out in greeting as he goes to knock her hand out of the way to finish healing the wound for her.
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She gasps out the last word. "Okay, you can do it."
Her hands drop the cloak as she slides down to the floor.
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Calling on the Force, an aura of blue glows around his hand as he heals the wound and his other hand rises, almost on instinct, to push the hair out of her face and tuck it behind her ear.
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"Got you a present." She says weakly, gasping for breath.
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