Log:Resistance: Merek Black Debrief

Merek Black Debreif

OOC Date: August 21, 2019
Location: Naboo
Participants: Merek, Elrych Cometburn, Caim, The Resistance

Medical Clinic - Theed, Naboo

This is a small medical clinic that services this section of the city. The building is little more than a converted Nubian home of high quality. It almost looks like a small museum itself with the front desk being marble and boxed in by statuettes. There is a waiting room of great luxury and a hallway in the back that leads to patient rooms and even a small operating room for more serious cases. There doesn't seem to be any sort of a bacta treatment area since this is just a small clinic and not a hospital.

Merek is about in the medical center, El can tell his arms and legs were sawed off, he's on a lot of support. The tunic is shifted away where he can clearly see a lightsaber slashed into him, and also went in front to back. There's no other device that could do such also.

Elrych Cometburn had gotten the general word of what happened from Tallie and when time allowed he took to Naboo to visit The Resistance pirate. He isn't wearing his robes, instead his old cloths. The jacket and corellian bkood strioed pants. He stands before Merek a moment before speaking, looking down at him through dark mirrored shades. "Spooky cloak... you awake?"

Merek blinks a bit when he sees El. He looks tired, his beard a bit tousled along with his hair, "Ya, Shades," he says, "I'd offer you a hand but," he sighs with a look up to the ceiling. He's been in a situation without limbs before, just not without all of them, but still he's doing his best all the same. "I messed up, I always do," he says.

Elrych Cometburn purces his lips with a frown a bit, pulling up a chair and sitting in it backwards. You know like all cool guys with shades should. "At least you have a sense of humor about it. Wr all learn from our mistakes and this is a lesson I'm surr you won't forget." He pauses a moment. "Listen, man. Sunshine told me about the note. I need you to tell me what happened. Names, ships, locations and time s are important. I want to know who this Oran is and what your relationship to him is."

Merek leans back a bit as best he can, while he thinks about it, "I was going to pick up some gear from a Mandalorian, goes by Skora, it was supposed to be a simple matter, I went to pick it up while I was doing my other business on Bysis, I always bring a little relief supplies with me when I'm on personal business, I felt ten minutes to pick up a thing in another system while I did all that wouldn't be a bother."

He then sighs a bit, "She drew her weapon for 'safety' when I came in, I knew something was, you know, the matter, I ran, Oran came into the room, said he should've known it was me buying the gear, put his lightsaber through me while I was shot by the woman. It was at the card house, by the way. A smuggling location, he implied because he was a Knight of Ren no one would do anything about him being there. He apparently paid the woman to set up whoever was buying the gear." He thinks a moment, "He did that before, back when I was on Nar Shaddaa, he paid someone to set me up to get me then. He was there when we got the cannon. Every torture I have been under from the Order has been because of him. He... I remember the light, it was red, and the sound, it's all I could recall, then I saw his smile, then I was on Naboo, for a while I was in that box, enclosed..." he adds also.

Elrych Cometburn riases a brow, "He probably said that because noone actually knew who he was. Bysis is a very busy port." He shrugs and sighs, "Though he probably isn't wrong. He likely could kill all of them." He nods slowly and thinks. "Skora, a mandalorian and Oran who I am assuming is a Knight of Ren and force sensative if he has a saber." He pats the bed merek is in. "Yeah its rough man. Im sorry."

Merek nods a bit to El, while he seems to think about it, "He definitely is," he says, with a sigh, looking up to the ceiling. "That was what she went by on the holonet, I don't think she used an actual name but I'd know her if I saw possibly," he adds, with a lift of what shoulders he has, which isn't much to say also.

"You mean Kylo Ren's personal lackeys." Caim says as he moves to the counter and begins to purchase some more medical supplies. He looks to the others. his T visored helpmet hid his face from view.

Elrych Cometburn nods to Merek, "Thanks I think thats all I need to know for now. Ill seek you out if I have any more questions." He is wearing a pair of thick rimmed black sunglasses with very dark lenses. He turns towards caim, out from where Merek is being treated and resting. He simply raises an eyebrow and turns back to Merek. "Get better. Take a vacation. Relax once you get sorted." He then steps out and starts towards the exit in his dark blue jacket and secondclass blood striped trousers. A little nonchalant salute given to the armor wearing one.

"Thank you Shades, whatever the people might think... You're a great person, you serve what you do well," Merek offers meaningfully with no explanation, he'd understand it also, it's offered quietly. He then leans back to relax also.