<b>Jiljoo and Sevastion in the Med Bay</b><br/><br/>Hearing her native tongue, spoken even as crudely as Sev managed it brought a smile to Jiljoo's face.  He was charming in a scoundrely sort of way.  She puzzled a bit at his reference to 'getting out of her hair', the entire phrase a bit alien to her but understood it to mean he was going to try and leave.  She giggled a bit as the somewhat clumsy medical droid attempted to sedate him only to be rebuffed, reeling back on his heels clumsily.  In reality it was amazing that Lars had managed to get as much dexterity as he had out of a Secretary Droid, but it was still funny to watch.  She wondered if Alythra might not be better off if Sev slipped away, she could always earn more credits.  But he was awfully cute, she couldn't help but think.<br/><br/>As she noticed her friend, Jiljoo had almost forgotten how sensitive Alythra could be to intense feelings and the blue twi'lek was prone to passions of both the love and hate variety.  She blushed perhaps a slightly darker shade of blue as she realized Alythra had caught her in the act of threatening her patient with acts of violence, something she knew Alythra would never condone.  Jiljoo loved Alythra like a sister, well maybe more like a VERY close kissing cousin, but she always felt the direct approach was better than trying to convince someone to do something they didn't really want to do.  So as Alythra used her words, Jiljoo pounced, straddling the sitting up patient until he was prone once again.  While she was quick and stronger than she looked, she was not all that heavy so she needed all her weight to keep the man down on the table. She practically smothered him with her deep blue cleavage before she had him back down on the table.<br/><br/>As the teetering secretary droid tried once more to sedate Sev it looked something like a 3-way wrestling match.  Jiljoo couldn't help but start to laugh at it all.  Her blue lips parted and showed brilliant white teeth even as she bounced on top of Sev as Alythra began her diplomatic approach.  Jiljoo did at least try to avoid injuring Sev any more than he already was, so once she got her boobs out of his face she had to lean back, her pelvis riding atop of his.  The thin sheet and her short skirt leaving little between them.  "Yes, you listen, you stay."  She said in Basic, then added in Ryl "...and we can work on your Ryl."  Her tone taking on a bit sweeter demeanor, at least for the moment.