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Quinlan Vos (waywardjedi) wrote in spinningcompass,

Quinlan began to apply the paste to his arms. His limbs shook a little as he did so. While the paste was soothing, it still hurt to move. He had to be calculated with each breath to ensure it didn't make him cough. Images of the jungle flooded his mind for a moment. He could feel the cool rain again... the intensity of the chase. He cast those thoughts aside once more.

"If you can take me to the temple as soon as possible..." he replied. It wasn't as if he was unappreciative of all Kat had done for him. But he wanted to know more about what was going on. Who was that presence? He wondered if Obi-Wan would be there or not. How he wanted to see his old friend. He could only hope that he had truly forgiven him for everything. He could not see his old friend holding on to strong negative feelings, especially after everything they had all gone through.

"She said something about teleportation. I assume you know what she is talking about?" he asked, applying the paste to the burns on his chest.