Trychon headed down the hall, leading the two men away from the prison cell. As he turned the first corner, he became unbalanced and nearly fell. He managed to stay on his feet though and merely walked sideways into the wall. "Woah..." He said inadvertently, meaning to keep the comment to himself. Only Raezyr seemed to hear him.
"Let's hold on for a minute here so Trychon can check the map..." Raezyr said, as he shifted Teera's weight around as though he was tired on the one side. You alright? He asked Trychon silently.
Lightheaded. Very...
Take a stim. We need to get these guys to the Stalker. Can you call it down to load up?
Trychon pulled out his datapad and punched a few buttons on it. When he put the datapad back into his pocket, he opened and jabbed a stim into his leg, and he began to feel more like himself again.
"Ok... I know where we're headed now." Trychon said. "Ready to move?"
The crew member who was trailing Raezyr in the back got a smell of the burnt flesh off Trychon, and turned into the corner and vomited as he had in the prison.
"Ok then. Let's go."
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