"Shit!" Exclaimed Solaras as he slumped forward. He was a bit heavier than expected so she did fall back a bit. "Don't speak Joran. I just want you to be still and breath okay?" She was very clearly worried by his current state. She moved to adjust herself under him so that she could raise him and put him on the bed. She had him slumped over her when she felt her throat close up as a series of images entered into her mind. 

"Close your eyes!" She exclaimed as she used all of her might to pull them away from the window. They'd gotten clear across the room in a few strides before a massive explosion rocked the whole building and shattered their window. "Stay there!" Solaras exclaimed as she, a bit roughtly, lowered his body to the ground with his back to the wall still facing the window. She grasped the single sided saber in one hand and one of Joran's blasters with the other as she  nimbly avoided glass and debris. 

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" She exclaimed as she witnessed the sight before her. Dozens of Storm Troopers were marching down the street and entering into the smoking building that was across from them. "Why are the Troopers here?!" She hissed as the blaster and saber were set down, her fingers poking and prodding the holoscreen before her trying to get a look at what the Force was going on! 

It was just then that their communication device chirped to life-a hologram message from one of the Storm Trooper Captains. "Joran Jace and Kylo Sol, your mission has changed. New information has informed us of the Resistance meeting with high target personnel. Supreme Leader has ordered us to exterminate them. Your orders are to now stay grounded until otherwise told. We will send word for you as soon as possible." The message ended and a series of colorful and creative words came from Solaras' mouth. "Are you fucking kidding me?!" She exclaimed.

In her anger she ignored the sounds going on outside, it's not their mission anymore, and moved back to Joran. She slipped into the bathroom only to return with one dry and one damp towel. "How are you?" She flatly asked as she tried to push down her anger- hand gently wiping away the blood falling from his nose.