Conscious, naked, and her head foggier than the fog in Dagobah... either it was a<em>really</em>good morning, or a really,<em>really</em>bad one.  Considering the alarm, the strange room, and the woman screaming at her over a comm... yeah, erring on the side of it being a 'bad' morning would be best.  Refocusing her vision - both her normal and her 'force sight' from what she figured was her mother's influence in her body - everything seemed to be moving all too quick for her...<br/><br/><em>'The hell is going on...'</em>she wondered sluggishly, hobbling her way to the door nearby, nearly tripping over her own two bare feet, not one to currently argue with the alarm and screaming woman<strong>"The hell is going on?  Hell are... are you?  Where...?  Need stims... can't focus..."</strong><br/><br/>She slid onto the door, braced herself, and made to open it, not caring she was completely naked, the door didn't feel that cold anyway.  Attempting to open the door, she would seek her way out into the corridor, where - with all hope - the woman over the comm would try and contact her again, help her out here, because she was about as useful to herself as... as... she couldn't think of a comparison, but she wasn't getting out of this alone this way!<br/><br/>[OOC: My KotOR senses are tingling at this opening :3  Will also look for an image for her for you]