[center]~|Day 2, 18:45-18:50|~ ~|Xid, Prisoner Complex (Medical Bay)|~[/center] The kolto swirled and fogged over his head, his eyes rolling under his eyelids then opened slightly. It wasn’t quite like water, but it followed the rules of it. It magnified his heart beat until it seemed to drown out all other noise coming from outside the tank. His hands at his side and body floating within the murky fluid, he seemed to be in complete tranquility while a tingling sensation spread through his skin. It started to concentrate on his wounds in the highest density . They felt like little, tentative prickles from electricity, that neither hurt nor were ignorable, flooded through his surface. In addition, it seemed the kolto made him drowsy. Something had to be added to the tank’s contents as his mind hazily tried to lift his hand upright, testing his theory. It did nothing as he expected. Likely sedatives were placed alongside the liquid causing his mind to want to edge back to sleep, yet he resisted for a moment longer. Heavy lidded, Xid’s hairs floated danced like wisps, darting into different directions, when his head turned to the shadowy figures at his side. The mask was fixed firmly on his face with straps prevents him from speaking, telling he was still alive through why it mattered he wasn’t sure. He had been passive earlier and allowed himself shoved in the tank without a fussy because he knew starting another fight was a rather bad idea. His fingers itched to scratch away the thick material pressing the hard breathing device to his face and poured continual air into his lungs, encouraging him to breath deeply. He tried to shake his head, hoping his grogginess would fade, as he tried to focus. It didn’t work. Slowly, his eyes closed causing him to fall asleep once more. His mind darted back to his lessons of earlier, his own voice starting the lesson. [i] Xid’s breath was laborious, but he didn’t feel pain like he did then. His hand pressed into the wall where he asked the young Echani to set him and used his back to brace himself upright, trying not to pass out. After several moment, he managed to catch his breath enough to speak in a calm, steady voice. “Force use, in theory all are related to each other. I say this, and keep in mind it’s only my thoughts on how to explain this, because they stem from the same source. So it's reasonable to believe and accept that one can learn other skills.” Lowering his body to sit upon the floor, he continued. “The function is simple. By applying similar, basic principles, you can calibrate your basic skills into achieving different purposes. Like exchanging one part from a droid and replacing another as long as their designed purposes are closely related. The only difference is in the scale, pressure, and direction you intend to use it. In this case we change how much power we draw from the force and how or where we apply it.” Xid blinked then chuckled to hear how he sounded. Inhaling a bit, he tried to adjust his meaning into easier to grasp terms. “You can use the basics to achieve different effects than you originally learned them for. Anyway, you know how to do a force push right?” After both answered, he nodded then continued. “Good. there’s a switch on the interior door lining where they seal shut of this model. You press that trigger with just the right amount of force push and you can open them up. You can gain the same effect with force push to pry the doors open but that wastes a lot of energy and time, not to mention there’s a slight warning when you do. The doors tend to jiggle before popping open so it’s much easier to coax them rather than force them.” Slowly Xid lifted his hand to demonstrate to the two, his thoughts reaching out and pressing the very area he was speaking about. The lift doors slide open rather easily then slowly closed again. He was still feverish as he smiled, sweat gliding. “This requires more delicate and gentle applications of the force push on device which is located to the top. Can you do it?” [/i] The memory faded on him watching the other two starting to practice. Time held little sway on him while he settled into the tank and what seemed like moments, was really much longer. Several times he drifted in and out, once awoken by the glass being tapped on causing him to jerk at who was spying at him through it. [center]~|Day 3, 01:00- 01:20 GST|~ ~| Prisoner Complex (Medical Bay)|~[/center] Finally the sound of something draining made Xid aware something was happening. His eyes snapped open and he felt the kolto start to drain. Gradually his feet started to lower to the tank’s bottom and his knees were wobbly that his hands started to press outward in order balance his weak frame. His head felt dizzy and sick, his legs unable to hold him upright for very long before they crumbled into what remain of the liquid. Immediately he dropped to all fours just when his re-breather stopped pouring oxygen into his lungs. Feeling nothing fill his chest, his right hand jerked upward to seek the straps. His fingers fumbling over the fastenings until he grasped them then jerked it free enough that his mouth could inhale the air from the prison. Promptly, the sudden breath caused him to cough as he curled into a ball, his lungs refusing to cooperate while stomping footsteps reached his position. He shivered like a wet rat, the prison air slightly colder than the kolto coating his frame. His eyes raised and met the four troopers’ approaching figures, their blasters at the ready. Quickly two men branched off toward the tank and started to open the sliding door, their hands reaching into haul him outward and back onto his feet. Xid was slightly surprised they were so gentle with their handling as he cradled his side still flaring with pain, his feet half a sleep during the whole time in the kolto. His robes and skin were drenched, causing him to tremble more when he felt himself guided back to the turbolift. The troopers didn’t reply to his shivering nor did they seem to care, his body held upright between two of them whole time. Xid watched the doors closed when the last of the troopers entered, the turbolift moved to bring them to the next level.