WHO: Mara Jade Skywalker, Jacen Solo and then any other Jedi who fancy it! WHAT: An eerily similar situation WHEN: Backdated to Sunday night WHERE: On the way to Tenel Ka's rooms RATING: TBD- WARNING: CHARACTER DEATH STATUS: In progress
She hadn't told anyone, but Mara Jade was feeling weaker. When she'd realized that the water had been poisoned it hadn't taken much to adjust the way she was already using the Force to keep her illness at bay to hold back the effects of the poison. And she'd brushed aside any concern, hating being perceived as weak. She had enough of that already from those who already knew of her sickness. She was surviving that, she would survive this poison.
She focused instead on checking on others. Fearing for Tenel Ka as she verged ever closer to the Dark, spending some time talking to the Winchester boy about what had happened, checking on the Jedi and communicating with others from this world and offering aid. She was still fighting. Because as long as she was fighting she wasn't dying. And she wasn't done fighting yet.
Still she felt all death through the Force keenly and it hit her hard. She was on her way to Tenel Ka's rooms, to try again to talk to her almost-niece when she finally staggered, sinking to the floor when she could no longer stand. She propped herself against the wall, closing her eyes against the wave of pain and willing it to pass and feeling a sinking realization when it didn't. Her breath was coming harder as she began to cough, traces of blood coming up with it. It was getting harder and harder to fight both the illness and the poison and she finally knew it was one battle she couldn't win.
Luke.. She finally stopped using the Force to hold her death back as she used her last ounce of energy to reach out to her husband before she finally passed out, breathing her last.