[center]~|Day 2, 8:11-8:14 GST|~
~|Aboard the Kaggath, Prison Cells|~
[u]Xid[/u]|~[/center]

Xid’s eyes looked at Sish in pure horror. His mouth dry, fingers tightening about Shiri’s upper arms and his mind struggling to realize the deep trouble they were in. He knew the Trandoshan from his first encounter as his face went pale, upset at the knowledge what this killing machine was able to do. Despite everything going through his mind, Tolun’s words stuck against his greatest desire to help and bitter truth that romance was purely frowned upon in the Order. Not against it. 

A sick, twisted sensation curled into his middle at seeing the lizard’s menacing smile. Xid’s heart fluttered faster than it had with the Twi’lek’s kiss, worry poured unwilling into his skull while he tried to filter it out. That’s when the Sith raised his claws and during his applying pressure Xid whispered in Shiri’s ear. “Run… just please, run Shiri.” 

His hand flickered and one of the disposable items came to his hand, before he tossed it back out, assisted with by a force push. It aimed low and at the Trandoshan’s waist just missing Shiri’s figure. Not bothering to see if it hit, Xid’s body leaned to the right and his hand pushed off the ground, figure jerked to his feet in a sloppy movement. His other hand reached out to pull item from the table. He hoped it was something that could possibly be a bit more useful. When his fingers clasped a smooth and cylinder shaped object, his eyes narrowed at his hand where sat a vial. It wasn’t machinery but it looked more useful than the tool he tossed earlier. Immediately his hand fling it at Sish’s face. The moment Sish tried to deflect it, the glass shattered and splattered across the Trandoshan’s face temporarily blinding him.