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From the Bacta Tank
"Glad to see you're feeling better," a warm voice said close behind
Jaina whirled. "Zekk!"
"In the flash - more or less, that is," he said. He held out a
sheet of white absorbent cloth and helped Jaina drape it around
her shoulders. "You look like a roasted nerf sausage when I picked
you up a few days ago," he said, snuggling the soft material around
her. "Now I can hardly tell you were burned."
Jaina smiled at her friend. His long hair, a shade lighter than
black, hung at the name of his neck neatly tied with a thong. His
dark clothing was rumpled, as if he had slept in it; the shadowy
smudges beneath his emerald-green eyes attested to a lack of sleep.
"I thought you were part of my dream," Jaina said. "I kept thinking
that I was waking up, and I would see your face, kind of distant
and blurry…but always there."
The centaur girl Lusa wrapped a sheet around the dripping form
of Raynar at another bacta tank nearby. She remarked, "Zekk hasn't
left the medical center since all of you went into the thanks."
Jaina smiled at Zekk. He shrugged, as if embarrassed. "I don't
get out much these days. Training to be a bounty hunter kind of
puts a crimp I your social life." (2-3)
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