Cheshik was...livid. 

No. Livid is too kind a word for how he is right now.

In fact. There isn't a word for it right now, but it was almost enough for him to snap.

Gripping onto Iisska's shirt, Cheshik dragged him down to the hanger as he thrashed and kicked and screamed the entire way. He took him all the way down the ramp and back into the facility. Far enough away from the ship so that nobody could hear them. Then he threw him down, bent over, and gripped his neck, lifting him up and slamming him against the wall. "You are disgrace to self and family." He said, his claws digging into his neck. "Quin do more in last month for family than you have since I join crew." He rose his hand and backhanded the Togruta. "I care not that you slay hssiss. Disgracing family is worse than murder, they are what make you. You would be dead if not for her and Nyrette. You-" He stopped short and turned his head as he heard somebody walking towards them.

Charred, burned, and smoking, there he was. Zen. Hunched over with a large box under his right arm. "Oh hay guys." He said. "Don't mind me." he walked past, "Just coming back from the exploding factory of fire. Keep doing what you're doing. OH. And don't you worry one bit!" He said walking into the distance. "Power core that I FOUND is safe and sound!"

Cheshik's eyes returned to Iisska's and he snarled. "Learn respect, Togruta. Walking life alone is burden that not even darkest hearts can shoulder. Apologize to her and Nyrette and redeem self or else family will grow small. Fast." He released the Togruta and let him crumble to the floor of the facility as Cheshik walked away, disgusted with his friends' actions.

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Walking back into the ship, Cheshik froze for a second when he saw Zen on the floor in the middle of the hanger face down and still smoking from the factory. He took a step to help him but the Mandalorian twisted slightly and put his arm in the air. "No. Go awaaaay. I'm fine. Trin has the package. I'mma just lay here for a bit and take a smoke break." He twitched his hand back and forth and spoke again. "Shooo. Go on, lizard man." He let his arm plop to the ground then.

Shaking his head, Cheshik left Zen to his own devices and returned to the medical room to find Quin still there with her hands buried. He closed the door and approached her slowly, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Pik'ire. It is okay." She looked up to him, hurt and failure in her eyes. "We have been through worse. Come." He pulled on her but she resisted, so he knelt down to eye level and...pulled her into a hug. While she was still soaked from the rain from outside, Cheshik was surprisingly dry, soft, and warm. "It is okay."

He let her go and stood by her side, gripping her shoulder lightly and being there for her. On the medical bed, Nyrette started to move a bit, flexing her hand slightly even though she was still out cold. Quin looked up at Cheshik for a moment only to get a nod from him. She gripped onto her hand with her own. Nyrette seemed to calm.

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On the fringes of her mind, Nyrette saw a seal chamber and two dark figures in the middle. One in the very middle was crosslegged while the other was standing. She could hear every word they said.

[i]"I have an errand for you, Apprentice. Our stray agent is currently in Hutt space. She refuses to come to her senses and I feel it is time her little romp around the galaxy was over. Fetch her for me," the Sith said.

"It will be done, My Lord," the man bowed slightly.[/i]

The man left afterwards and she was left alone with the crosslegged figure. Nyrette knew who she was. Her former master, Darth Scurus. She turned towards her.

Nyrette felt her body die. She felt the skin being ripped away and her mind falling into an endless abyss of cold darkness and void. If she had tears they would be streaming in fear. She wanted to scream but could only watch as her vision blackened and she gave way to the force.

But something pulled her back.

From the brink of death, she felt something. Something tender and soft and warm. She saw the veil of darkness lift and life returning to her body. She saw the inside of the Harpoon and there she was. Quin sitting with Cheshik. Quin was gripping her hand and keeping her from falling into the void. The vision started to fade, but Nyrette was not scared or worried.

She knew she was waking up.
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Nyrette opened her eyes and sat up and she immediately swung her legs over the side, ignoring the pain ripping through her back. Cheshik nearly jumped out of his scales as she did so, but then looked upwards and feigned a whistle. It might come to a huge shock to Quin, but her forehead was against Nyrette's. "Whether you know it or not." She said. "You saved me from a terrible fate. I..." She pulled her into a hug and kissed her cheek. "Thank you." She whispered.

From the other side of the room, the door opened and a very familiar face walked through. The group turned and all gave a big smile as Marquis in all his glory stepped into the room. "Well, you all seem jolly for a lot that was unceremoniously set aflame and nearly buried alive." While Nyrette was a bit slow at it and lagged behind, Cheshik and Quin jumped up and leaped across the room to hug the droid tightly, with Nyrette on her feet and hugging him too. "Wow. Did you really all miss my body that much? I worry what would happen if I took off for a week." he said, embarrassed and pink in the eye. "Good to feel the love again...but where is Iisska? He was with you when you returned, right?"

"Right?"