by Dr. Cole Ormont » Sun Jul 08, 2018 2:54 am
"A darkness?" He sighed, "if you are referring to pain, yes, I am dealing with ongoing pain from my recent surgery. This has not been helped any by getting shot."
Cole paused for a long moment, finally leaning forward and placing his elbows on the desk. "Knight Carrack, when you ambushed me at the Rec Hall the other night, I was feeling acute distress brought on by my surroundings. I was in pain from being almost killed by one of the Mandalorian snipers. For the former, I was enjoying a few drinks of whiskey, and for the latter, a measured and controlled dose of hydromophinone. I suspect that you are working from incomplete information, unless you sense something particularly 'dark' about me at this moment? My frustration notwithstanding, of course."
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