Searching for Stephanie

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There was a soft flash of light in a corner of the cantina, and a tall woman appeared, her pale blue eyes scanning the room as she stepped forward on strong bare feet. Failing to see or sense the one she sought, she cocked her head and listened further, her white hair shadowing her face slightly as a breeze from the open terrace doors moved the skirt and sleeves of her dress.

-Stephanie?- she called. -Are you still here? There are people who need healing, and stuff that needs fixing.-

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The air began to shimmer, and slowly a form materialized in front of her.

Stephanie's feet touched the floor, the curls of her hair floating across her face as she entered the new universe and looked around, eyes vacant and posture deflated.

"Yes?"

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Scylla winced at what she felt from the shorter woman. "I need your help."

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"With what?" she asked blankly, obviously sheilding herself from both outside thoughts and feilings.

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"I had to take a group of people to a different reality to keep them from being killed. But some of them are injured, and more are..." she tried to think how to explain. "Their hearts are injured? I don't have the emotion to be able to help them, even with the empathy."

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"Alright," she said softly. "What people?"

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"Mutants. They call themselves the X-Men."

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Stephanie took a step backwards, eyes widening, before sitting, trying to work up the courage to go forward, as her duty dictated.

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"The police shot them." Scylla frowned at the memory of the tale that the young feral had told her. "Some were killed."

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Hre shoulders trembled slightly, but she nodded and stood.

"I will help. Of... of course I will," she said softly, forcing the words out.

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The white woman frowned a little more deeply. "If this is too hard I can go find one of the others."

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"I need to honor my promise to help," she said, forcing down the lump. "I can't turn my back on people in trouble."

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"Troy said you're supposed to be resting and healing now." Scylla kicked herself mentally and sent out a call for her youthful mentor.

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"I'm fine," her jaw tightened, then frowned as Troy walked through the door, stopping and starting.

"Stephanie?" he said, then went slackjawed. "Uh.. but Kale said... um, aren't you supposed to be... you know... chilling out?"

Stephanie just stared at him.

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-I didn't think,- Scylla said to him silently. -I just saw people who were hurting and came looking for her. Now I don't know what to do.-

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-It's ok,- he said, projecting comfort.

"I'm still here," she said, eyes glistening. "And I can still help people."

"Yeah," Troy blushed. "But... I don't know... maybe a break would do you good."

"I'm fine," she said, voice soft but full of determination.

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Scylla scowled, slightly, absently, then filled Troy in on what she'd told Stephanie.

"It feels like they can never go back.... But I knew that I was supposed to move them," she added at the end, still feeling the surety of that.

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"Yes. That was good," he nodded. "Maybe Maya..."

"No! I can do it!" Stephanie snapped. troy flinched, then nodded.

"Alright," he said softly. "I'll come too. Where did you leave them?"

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"That jungle world with the really big trees. Where the ex Jedi used to live before he came here."

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"Kashyyyk," Stephanie said softly. "You didn't leave them on the forest floor, did you?"

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"No, not that one. The safer one. They're up in the house that ... Mace... built."

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"Oh. Not sure," Troy blinked. "I've known a few."

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"The one with horses that live in the trees?" she tried again.

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"I think I know the place," Stephanie said softly.

"Good," Troy looked happier.

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"So what should we do?" She looked back and forth between them, a little puzzled as ever by the lack of order giving in her new organization, but pleased by it as well.

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"We need to go, make sure they're all safe first and foremost. Then they need to establish a new home without negitively affecting the new universe... that may be harder. Then..." he paused. "That's the real hard part. Which I'm usually not allowed to attempt."

"That's when we begin the real healing," Stephanie whispered, eyes going foggy and distant. Troy winced, but nodded and looked at Scylla, silently urging her to not discourage Stephanie agian.

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"They're safe, and I asked the Master where to bring them and that was the reply," said Scylla, giving Troy a tiny nod. "They're in the right place."

Then she envisioned the most injured of the team. There were four or five of them, and without help they'd be starting shortly on their last journies.

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"Then we should go and see what we can do," Troy said, offering his hands to both girls. "I'll get us there."