I was surprised at the information I saw.
Prototype? Creators? What?
Is this the Empire's way of making stuff more complicated than needed? Seriously.
Suddenly, my headache reached it's maximum.
"GAH!" I screamed, the information fading away. Both my wound and head throbbed extremely crazy. I bit down into my leather sleeve.
"Rrrgh..." I groaned into my sleeve. The door opened, and Kanan rushed in. I stopped biting on my jacket.
"What ha--"
I rubbed my eyes, feeling way better now. I groaned, then it turned into a sigh as I gave into the feeling of pleasure- not having to face stupid waves of pain all the time.
"I feel fine now, I just need some rest..." I said, closing my eyes in relief.
"What happened?" He asked again, sounding angrier.
"I'll tell you later." I growled back. I saw his face become angrier, then give up.
He walked out, as I rested my head back onto the wall.
How am I to explain this...?
