[center]~| Day 1 18:58 - 19:02 GST|~
~|Prisoner Block, Aboard the Kaggath |~[/center]

There wasn’t much Tolun Fi needed to concern himself with in regards to Nazca, since she had a rather devoted troop tending to her, including Xid, Shiri, and Lea, whom Tolun Fi had discovered was a Force healer. It was good experience for the youth to figure out how to deal with crisis on their own, and they seemed up to the challenge. Tolun Fi was the only proper doctor amongst the Jedi aboard the ship, and he suspected he’d have to step in at some point for some of the more serious injuries. Besides, it would be interesting to see what Xid retained from his lessons in the lab for helping with some of the casualties that found their way into Tolun Fi’s lab. He would check on Nazca later,

While the medical room was occupied, and most of the other Jedi were in their respective bunk rooms or just wandering restlessly, the kaminoan slunk into the sanitation room and immediately started looking for blind spots with the cameras, looking for the telltale signs that Xid had helpfully instructed him to look for, including looking for glints that could be seen only in infrared and sometimes ultraviolet spectrums. Seeing nothing of the sort, indicating that the cameras were infrared, Tolun Fi felt confident enough to proceed. The block afforded little room for privacy, and it was possible to see into parts of the other rooms in the block, which worked fine for his purposes, as he derobed and headed to one of the shower stalls to disguise his snooping. The water was refreshing and reminded him of his homeworld, and it gave him an opportunity to pick out the locations of the various cameras and their fields of view. There appeared to be a few meter section near the left-side of the toilets that the cameras simply didn’t cover; even for security purposes, no one wanted to watch another being defecate, especially if their physiology was quite different from a human or a Sith. The standard toilets were simply put, rather inadequate and would provide quite the gruesome spectacle for anyone watching some of the more distinct species of the galaxy attempt to relieve themselves. 

The thought of a mortified security guard checking the footage and being confronted with the sight of a Herglic in ample bowel distress brought a brief and fleeting smile to his face, a rarity. It simply would not do to have the others discover he actually found some of their crude and juvenile jokes amusing. He gathered his garb to the spot and began to redress, facing towards the wall. Being careful not to move too obviously, he produced a hidden marker in the chest console of his undersuit and began to write a few basic equations on the wall, along with the various races in attendance in the cell block, along with some key points to their physiology and common treatment practices. It was useful stuff to know, but it would also serve to act as an indication of if the Sith took notice of his activities from a camera he couldn’t see, and if they could detect his writing. It would take some time, but he would leave it be for the next little while. If the Sith did know he was writing on the walls, the only way they’d be able to read what it was would be to have an ultraviolet lamp and the proper tinted glasses on board and came to inspect it in person. Should that happen, they’d likely confiscate the marker, which wasn’t a huge loss, he has a space hidden elsewhere, possibly beat him, and then proceed to lose their minds trying to find where else he’d left hidden clues for them to find. That alone would be worth a fractured limb, he decided; the mighty Sith brought low in terror of losing power to a scientist with a homemade writing utensil was a delightful thought.

It was time to go collect Xid.

Leaving the sanitation facility, Tolun Fi made his way to the bunk blocks and quickly found where the young Knight and Lea were putting Nazca down to rest. He observed the young woman on the bed, observing the treatment that had been given and decided it was a job well done. “It is truly a wondrous thing when I am not needed in the end. Excellent work, the both of you. Now Xid, if you will accompany me to the medical facilities, it’s time we look at your own wounds, namely your ribs. I could not help but notice that your breathing has been strained, barely noticeable, I assure you, and you’re walking slightly hunched over on the side. I’d rather not have you strain yourself and accidently cause a clean break that punctures your lung.”