The Little Obstructions We Face

Posted by Banquo Knox on Year 0 Day 0

Onboard the YT-510 Sorrow at galactic position (70, 28).

The clouds merged together this evening and formed a blackened sky over the range at Berchest as a Lambda shuttle pushed its way into orbit, with a thrust of its jets it pulled up sharply landing with a thud on one of the many landing pads surrounding a downtown hospital.

With the loading ramp lowering you could hear the crackle of comm links as several stormtroopers moved from the shuttle and began setting up a perimeter and checking the area for threats, as the soldiers stop and form a respectful line up infront of the shuttle you catch a glimse of a stretcher being hauled from the back of the cargo bay.

A fleet of medical personel began to flood from the hospital and rush to the aide of the man in distress, quickly they took over from the naval officers and began storming toward the reception area. 'NURSE!' One doctor cried at the top of his lungs trying to gain some assistance, looking up from her desk the young nurse rushed over and started taking down the mans details.

BIOTECH MEDICAL ADMISSION FORM

Name: Vodo Bonias

Age: N/A

Homeworld: N/A

Symptoms: Anal Obstruction

The tired old Sith lord was laying face down on the stretcher his breathing was heavy, with a whim of courage he told the nurses of his problem and who he achieved it during a 'mock battle' Nodding slowly and compatiently the nurses began leading the medical team down the hall to begin the operation.

With a tired wur the emergency room doors swung open to reveal a familiar scene, an operating table surrounded mostly by medical personel, but one face stuck out amongst the crowd even though most of his features were hidden behind a set of light green doctors throw ons and a bleached white apron. Grinning brightly he took a step back, the light above shining down onto his dark black metallic cybernetics letting you know full well who it was - sighing contently the warlord Sith was place onto the operating table and the medical staff went about their work.

Reaching down the nurse set about her work, tugging without any remorse on the obstruction she was alarmed as the blockage dislodged sending the item in question across the the operating room and into the adjacent wall. Racing over quickly they picked up the small figure up, although its image was tarnished by the incorrect uses that the small toy had been subjected to you could still tell it was one of the many Xya Howie dolls released onto the galaxies new action figure market.

'When I said get along...' Just then the camera panned across the room focussing on Knox before shifting to the small doll, zooming in it allowed the galaxy to take a full glimse at what happens behind some closed doors. '...I didnt mean get along that well' Shaking his head and letting out a laugh he wandered from the operating room and headed out into the coridor, the camera still holding the image of the disfigured and maimed childrens toy.