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Futuristic Fate of the Stars of Life (EPISODE 2: Space Piracy)

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//Well apart from filler in character bonding, Lux seems to be having a moment with what he claims to be natural due to his genetics.
 
//Now we're just waiting for someone to help push this along//
//Haha.

Finally, the shuttle makes it to the flagship and docks into the docking port. Now having proper contact with her ship’s faculty, Susan immediately grabs a radio and holds it to her mouth. “All available doctors, please report to the docking bay immediately. We have an emergency in the shuttle; a crew member is experiencing potentially fatal complications and is need of treatment, over.” She said to the walkie-talkie. “Ten-four, Captain. We will be on our way, over.” It responds. Susan then leaves the cockpit and sees that Lux is, for some reason, now recovered. “Could someone tell me what has happened?” She asked.
 
Lux holds up his pad. "Later." He shows her the pad tiredly, and slumps in his seat again. The attack left him drained of his energy. He tried to stand but failed miserably as he fell back into the seat.
 
Talia sighed, still visibly frustrated, but pushed it back. She sat next to Lux, and raised an eyebrow as he fell.

“Need help there, Mr. 5 outa 10?” Tali remarked, with light sarcasm. She refered to him numbering his pain levels, and crossed her arms slightly. If he said he did, she would help him. But if not she would leave it alone.
 
He hesitates in asking for help, but decides that he needs to gain their trust. He nods his head, accepting her offer of help. He sticks his arm out so it'll be easier for her to help him up to the medical workers that are on their way.
 
Eventually, the medical crew rush into the docking bay and assisted Lux out of the shuttle and safely placed him into a medical bed. “Doctor Hamele! What happened to the patient?” One of the doctors asked.
 
Talia followed them, her arms crossed and an eyebrow raised. She wasn’t sure why she was frustrated. Maybe it was because she couldn’t really do anything to help. Maybe it was because she, as a Lunarim, wasn’t capable of doing anything. Maybe she was worried about Lux, as blood has just literally poured out of his body. Maybe all three. Either way, she was frustrated.
 
Hamele frowned. "I-I don't know what entirely it was, but Lux seemed to just keep bleeding from his face or something... But... We don't know what it is that is wrong with him..." Hamele said worryingly. "I tried to fix it, but alas, it continued again within 5 minutes!"
 
The doctor nod in acknowledgment. “Understood. We’ll see if we can find out what he is suffering from.” One of the doctors responded. “You don’t have any schedule conflicts, do you, Nurse Hamele? We could use your help.” One of the other doctors asked.
 
Hamele nodded. "I'll do everything I'm capable of to help!" She said dutifully, nodding. "Let's hope we get to the bottom of this!"
 
“We hope so, too, Nurse Hamele. Let’s move.” The doctor responded. The doctors then move Lux out of the docking bay and into the hall, where they plan to take him to the medical bay. “Well, the mission is now over with. Want to go to the training room and practice our moves, ghost girl?” Kqidons asked to Kokoro.
 
Hamele would follow them of course, having offered her help and agreed to help. Kokoro chuckled. "I don't see why not. I'll try not to burn the ship. See you there." She said, phasing through the ship and then heading to the training room in wait for Kqidons.
 
Lux shifts around on the medical bed, and knocks the hands away of the medical staff trying to shift his cloak or take his blood. One hand drifts to his mask, and he grabs the wrist, and holds it in a way that he could break the wrist if he wanted. He releases shortly after, and they know not to touch his mask.
 
//I meant the stretcher that he was put on. The doctors that are taking him to the medical bay were trying to get his blood and stuff for basic medical procedures. He stopped them from doing so.//
 
Lux shifts around on the medical bed, and knocks the hands away of the medical staff trying to shift his cloak or take his blood. One hand drifts to his mask, and he grabs the wrist, and holds it in a way that he could break the wrist if he wanted. He releases shortly after, and they know not to touch his mask.
“Ugh, Sir! We are trying to help you!” One of the doctors said. “You are suffering from serious blood loss. You could potentially die. Please let us draw your blood so we can identify your blood type.”
 
He grabs his pad, and aggressively writes, "I'm fine. If you want my blood, go get it from the floor on the ship. I'll have nothing penetrate my skin, or go into me," and shoves the pad into their faces.
 
One of the doctors, out of frustration, yanks his pad and tosses to the nearest table. “Sir, if you don’t let us draw your blood, we will have to use force. This is your last warning.” The doctor sternly said to Lux.
 
“Let me do it.” Talia said matter of factly. She knew Lux better than the doctors (except maybe Hamele) and Lux had let her inject his own serums into him before. It made more sense to her. “If y’all are cool with that.” She had her arms crossed, and seemed to be leaning against the wall calmly.
 
He watches his pad fly, and they see his purple eye turn red with rage. He pushes more doctors hands away, and rolls off of the table. He gets up, and draws a knife from his cloak, activates the plasma battery, and points it at the doctors. Since he doesn't have his pad, he can't relay his warning to them. He won't kill, but he's perfectly fine with paralyzing them.
 

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