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[ Hera feels, for lack of a better term, detached from everything that's going on around her. It's not really her fault, given all she's been through lately. It might be for the best, though, because at least she's not panicking. No, in general she's feeling mostly numb. So she seemingly takes her arrival, and the infodump provided, in stride, and before she knows it, she's wandering the streets of this strange city that seems to be nowhere near Lothal or any other place she's familiar with in the galaxy.

She's stuck. Grounded. And people are staring at her like - like she's some kind of freak. Have none of them ever seen a Twi'lek before? ]

What are you looking at?

[ Her voice isn't defensive, it's mostly - dull. But there's an underlying hardness, as well. A certain amount of suspicion, like she doesn't trust anyone here.

Eventually, she finds her way to a series of shops and small cafes, and when she gets a whiff of something - baking bread or a pastry of some sort - she makes a nauseated face and turns away from the smell, her brow furrowing a little. There must be somewhere to sit down, right? Maybe she just needs to sit down. ]

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I need the services of a medical doctor familiar with non-human biology. I'll come to you.

- H. Syndulla

[ ooc note: please see my ooc intro and Hera's permissions post for more info and opt-out stuff if necessary. ]

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[ There is a pause before the next response - she is not comfortable giving out personal information, but she realizes she'll probably have to, for medical reasons. ]

Hera Syndulla. Species: Twi'lek. Gender: Female. Age: 30 galactic standard years.

Everything has been recorded. Please, proceed to the hospital, I will meet you shortly.

[And with that, Baymax is at the door.]

I'm the green one.

[ Since apparently nobody here knows what a Twi'lek is, and she's the only green person she's seen since arriving, that seems like the best way to make sure this Doctor Baymax finds her.

And sure enough, before too long there's a green woman with head-tails walking into the main lobby of the building designated as the hospital, her eyes wary and suspicious as she glances around for this doctor. ]

[When Hera arrives, Baymax is immediately running scans as he toddles up to her and holds up a hand in greeting.]

Hello, I am Baymax. You must be Hera. Please, follow me. I will diagnose you in the private room.

[So plush looking!]

[ Hera tentatively shakes the hand. This is... certainly not like any droid she's ever seen. ]

Thank you.

[ As they walk, she lets her curiosity get the better of her. ]

Are you a medical droid?

[Baymax nodded, as he showed her to the examination room.]

Yes, I am build for medicine. While I am not a "droid" as you may term it, I am familiar with the designation as I am a friend of Kaytoo.

[Once they're inside and everything's private, he tilts his head.]

Preliminary scans show your heart rate is accelerated, and your body is creating high levels of hormones. Your internals seem at normal functionality. However, you seem to be afflicted with a condition. Diagnosis: Pregnancy.

I don't know who that is.

[ A droid? Maybe from her world? She'll leave that mystery for later, since for now she needs to figure out if arriving here messed her up, or if it's just some sort of delayed reaction to everything that's happened the past few weeks, or -

Her mind reels to a halt at his words, and she gives him a baffled look. Suddenly, her chest feels strangely tight. ]

What?

He is a friend of mine.

[Baymax's chest flickered as he showed off preliminary scans of her, easy enough to read despite the English used.]

Your vitals seem to pinpoint to the miracle of childbirth. The elevated hormones plus the gestation within your body seems to suggest that childrearing is in its earliest stages.

Do you require a hug or a lollipop to stabilize your mood?

[ "Miracle" is the word that sticks in Hera's mind, as she looks at the scans he shows her. A miracle is right. The odds are probably almost astronomical, though not completely impossible.

The empty hollowness that's been with her since that terrible night threatens for a moment to overwhelm her. Did he know? she wonders momentarily. Did he even suspect?

A hot tear slides down her cheek, despite herself, and she glances down, running a hand almost experimentally over her abdomen. ]

I - does it - look okay?

[ It's the logical thing to ask, right? Especially after everything she's been through the past several weeks. ]

I was - um. I was drugged, and tortured - a few weeks ago. And.

[ She wipes the tear away. She'll have to do that later. Not here. Not now. ]

The father was human, so. I don't know what sort of affect that will have.

Scans show the child is gestating at a standard rate for your biology. Can I ask how long Twi'lek women gestate for?

[he nodded, checking her over some more.] Lingering traces of narcotics have been found. Prescribing a antidote flush based on the composition of the drugs.

If you will, I will continue to monitor your situation. I cannot let you suffer unhealthily in a situation such as this.

Um. Nine months.

[ Twi'leks are biologically pretty close to humans, which is how hybrids are possible at all. But she still can't seem to quite wrap her mind - or her heart - around all of this.

Kanan, we made a baby, some part of her whispers to him, in her mind. Is he here with her, is the Force here? Wherever here even is. She doesn't know. Hera has never felt the Force herself, not really. She believes in it because Kanan did.

Another tear escapes despite her best efforts, and she swipes it away. ]

I'm sorry, this is - a lot to take. I'll do - I'll do whatever you think I need, to keep the baby safe.

I prescribe 1 hug. It will aid your mental state.

[Baymax offers it to Hera, and if he could smile he would be doing so. Instead he blinks slowly, once, twice and tilts his head.]

It is all right, your emotions will stabilize. We will do a battery of tests to ensure your baby is safe. It is what doctors do best.

[ Admittedly, Hera has never been offered a hug from a medical droid before. Or any droid. Chopper will touch her sometimes, even take her hand, but Chopper is a different thing altogether. Chopper is a friend, more than he is a droid.

Still, though - what harm could it do? She's been keeping herself isolated from everyone for a while, since Kanan's death, and it hasn't done her any good.

So, a little awkwardly, she accepts the hug. If nothing else, Baymax is built well for them. ]

Thank you. I've - been through a lot recently, that was even before I wound up here.

It will be all right. There, there.

[And he patted her head as he hugged her. He would be smiling, if he could smile, instead of gives her a blink of acknowledgement.]

I will schedule the usual tests in our medical lab, and an ultrasound so you may see the health of your child.

[ Hera nods, wiping at her eyes again. If nothing else, she has - something to help keep her focused here. Later, when she's alone, when she's in a secure location - then she'll let go, weep, let herself ache for Kanan again.

Now, she has more important things to occupy her mind. ]

I trust you'll - keep all this confidential? I don't want to sound paranoid but I did just get kidnapped here from my own world, and there might be people here who wish me harm.

Of course. I am programmed with patient-doctor confidentiality. I will not speak of the child until you sign a release form for further medical tests and aid to ensure the child is safe.

[Baymax blinked once as he added,] I will fill out the forms needed to schedule the tests. For now, you seem to be suffering from morning sickness. You may wish to seek aid, to determine which foods you desire at this point in time. Other symptoms include nausea, and mood swings.

Yeah, I noticed the nausea.

[ That was one of the things that made her seek medical attention in the first place. She rubs absently at her forehead. ]

Thanks, though. I think I just need to rest for now. Is fatigue one of the symptoms, too? Because I'm feeling it.

[ Of course, how tired she is, is just as likely a result of having recently fought in a big battle and whatnot, but. Details. ]

Yes, it can be a symptom as your body adjusts. I will have a room prepared for you.

[Baymax nodded.] We will ensure the tests are quick, and then I will be back to ensure your health before release.

I sort of feel like I could sleep for a few years, despite having just woken up from what felt like a pretty long nap already.

[ For the first time, Hera tries for something like an actual smile. ]

Very well. I will go prepare a room for you.

[Baymax laid his hand on the computer and accessed the records.]

I believe 313 is open. I have put your name in, and it is a private room.

[ Hera stands, wearily, and rubs her hands absently against her pants, as if to wipe away invisible grime. Dust them off, and start again. ]

Right. 313. Thank you, for all your help.

Allow me to help you to the room.

[Baymax toddled out and fetched a wheelchair.] Please sit. You seem weary, and would quite possibly stumble.

I -

[ Under literally any other circumstances, Hera would insist on walking herself. She hates needing assistance. She's always been independent. But given the day she's just had, and the information she's just been saddled with - just this once? She decides not to argue, and just sits in the wheelchair. ]

[And with that, Baymax nodded and started on his way. It had been a long day for Hera, and the trip was in blessed silence.]

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i hope baymax is prepared to hug a stranger

Baymax is always up for hugs

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