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Master Kenobi is not in a good shape.
Nor is Skyguy or her really but Obi-Wan seems to have come worst off of the three of them, something about the atmosphere Anakin had murmured while rolling Obi-Wan into recovery position with Ashoka’s help, his human hand useless since their muun captors had broken what seemed like every bone in the humans flesh arm. With a bit of Anakin’s black robe tails, they’d made a sling to keep it as still as possible and Ahsoka had tied it behind his neck.
Obi-Wan appeared to have broken his ribs, his breaths coming wheezing out made worse by the atmosphere apparently breaking down the tissues of his lungs.
“Its his species, they are near-humans and for the most part they’re okay with most worlds but… this one contains a pathogen in the air that breaks down the tissue of his airways, lungs, nasal and throat when they’re exposed to the air for too long.” Skyguy had tired murmured before settling with his mech hand on Obi-Wan’s head, staring at Ahsoka as he settled against the wall. “Along with his injuries, he’s struggling to take in oxygen… he’s literally being starved for it.”
That had been the last he’d said for a while, exhausted as he was and trying to conserve energy for an escape attempt.
Add insult to injury, they were Force blind and the muun leader had indicated, while leering at all three, that they would soon be sold off to highest bidder, be it Dooku or some other outside source from the Separatist.
Ahsoka was pretty sure that Count Dooku would pay a rather hefty sum to get rid of all three of them.
“…What are we going to do?” She questioned eventually, glancing at the nikto guards outside their cell before focusing back on Skyguy.
The others lips twisted and he dug his fingers a bit into the red hair of Obi-Wan before he sighed and lifted his broken arm for Ahsoka to slide under and rest against his chest. “We wait for reinforcement…I don’t have the energy to do much else, not like this.” He confessed quietly.
“…That’s all?” She stared at him.
“Do you have any better ideas? Because I’m open to listening.” Anakin smiled at her. At her silence he nodded and carefully continued petting at Obi-Wan’s hair, the older man taking a deep, wheezing breath.
“…He’s going to die if we don’t get help soon…” Ahsoka whispered.
“…I know.” Anakin returned.
Lowering the binoculars slowly, Rex and Cody exchanged looks. “…Blow them up?” The captain questioned.
“They got our Jedi’s. We need to know where they are keeping them before we blow up anything.” Cody murmured. Then he looked to Helix, head tilted.
“Four hours by my chrono to full tissue degeneration and our General starts choking on his own blood.” The medic offered grimly. “That’s if he’s uninjured.” He turned his head to the looming structure.
He didn’t need to finish the rest of his thought.
If the Generals has been uninjured then they would have escaped already, even if it was just the commander, they would have escaped.
Rex stared at the building, frowning. “…That looks like it has a basement.”
“Your point?” Cody frowned too, hidden beneath the helmet.
“Dirt’s loose, we could dig our way in. Stage a distraction on top and get inside from the bottom.” He finished.
“Only if the dirt is lose enough. If they got reinforce walls…” Cody and Rex went silent again.
“…Guns in blazing then?”
“Hevy, Hardcase, get the shields and heavy blasters!”
Opening his eyes slowly, Obi-Wan muzzily stared up at the blue sky as he breathed slowly with the familiar pressure of a breathing mask around his nose and mouth. Faintly he could taste an iron like sensation coating his tongue and an ache sliding down his chest with every slow breath he took.
A little jostle made him groan and clench his eyes shut only to find a white and orange helmet in his view along with a pair of ungloved fingers resting on his neck when he opened them again. “…Gus?” He rasped out.
“Hey General, good to see you awake.” The trooper offered in return. “General Skywalker and Commander Tano will be happy to know you’ve woken up too.” Gus nodded to his side.
Staring at him, Obi-Wan slowly tilted to look to his side, staring at Anakin on a stretcher with Ahsoka not far from him.
While Anakin was clearly asleep, Ahsoka lifted a relieved hand to wave at him.
Lifting his hand slowly in turn, Obi-Wan looked up to Gus again and smiled wryly. “Troopers to the rescue… knew I could count on you guys.” He closed his eyes then grunted a bit when a careful hand pushed his sleeve up.
“Of course you can General.” Helix offered brightly, setting a hypospray of what Obi-Wan would guess to be sedatives. “Now just rest up, we got you. Commander Cody and Captain Rex has evac on the way.” He squeezed his wrist carefully. “Just rest.”
Obi-Wan mumbled quietly and took as deep breath of medicated air as he could, letting himself follow medic orders.