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Fortunately for Khima, who couldnt even hope to reply toi Jakobs question, he'd covered her with his trenchcoat nicely. Even then her hair did the rest. Khima herself was in shock, and soon the scent of motor oil could be scented by pretty much everything, but it was a certain type of motor oil in question. extremely expensive military grade motor oil was in this womans bloodstream. Stuff that only starships and starfighters could use without burning out their energy cores.

Two other women at the edge of the city were hampered briefly before one of them managed to translate rthe words of the guard into basic to at least communicate with the guy that they wanted to go to the city to the impact zone where their sister was. It took a bit of doing but eventually they got through and headed into the city, using Khimas smoke trail as their compass they soon arrived at the plaza

"Khima is in there ?" Jadwa asked pointing to the sudden throng of people surrounding a obliterated fountain plaza

"I think so, wait, you smell that ?" Aliyah replied, the black dressed woman and green dressed woman took a strong snifgf "Khima might be injured, if I am smelling her last oil bath frokm this far... "

Jadwa smirked "Relax Green Leader, relax, I smell something tinny too nearby, like a Droid or something, maybe they could help Khima ?" Aliyah traded looks briefly with Jadwa's manner of thinking, of course Jadwa was worried about their sister. Shye too smelled the droidlike smell.. Finally Aliyah nodded and allowed Jadwa to try and contact the tinny smell, in this case Jakob vy wireless, of course trust Jadwa to forget entirely that her comms were fucked to begin with it only gave Jakob some garbled feedback with the question, though trusting he had inrternal comm scrubbing ability he could easily make it out "Hi, Green 3 here, is Green 9 OK?"