Thinking smart, not hard.

The power of a lightsaber is almost impossible to describe. It is the weapon of the Sith the tool of a warrior and the icon of power. You know that if you let it go you will lose this blissful feeling of completion. It represents everything you respect and admire. The ownership of a lightsaber is the completion of your goals. Giving it up seems almost criminal.

But it is undeserved. It is not your own. It is stolen. Looking down as Malora’s slim graceful body pales you think it a shame for her to die. She has dreams, respectable dreams. She is beautiful too and it is always a tragedy to see beauty lost. Killing her and stealing her lightsaber would also not only make your current mission to the Tomb more dangerous it would make your time at the academy even more so. Already you have made waves taking no training and claiming your war-blade on your first day. It would also set a dangerous president if acolytes could kill apprentices for lightsabers and you would be punished gravely if the truth ever emerged.

You consider all this in a manner of seconds, watching the blood pool in the sand around Malora’s slim waist. You will be good, you have enough enemies as it is. Perhaps an ally couldn’t hurt. You extinguish the lightsaber and see in Malora’s eyes the fear withdraw. You get quickly to work, using supplies from your personal medical pack. You first clean the wound and apply bacta foam to sterilise the wound and coagulate the blood. You find that although the bleed is bad no internal organs have been ruptured, there is bruising on the stomach but no lacerations. With the application of a stimulant shot, the wound begins to heal and with the help of the bacta, you believe in six hours she will be able to walk. You then set about healing yourself. A tricky task as the wound is on your back. Using the **** you slow the bleeding by applying bacta and wrap yourself with a compression bandage to hold the cuts closed. It's tight on the chest making breathing hard but it's better than bleeding to ****.

You will both need to receive proper medical attention if your body is to regrow as it once was. The muscles programmed to reform and nit together. But for now, you will both live. After the hours of medical work, you attempt to stay awake guarding the entrance to the cave. But soon in the dead of night sleep takes you.