Rest and Recovery... and Running

[Erik Vrell]

Erik was about to pass through the gate when he felt a pang of guilt. Could he just leave his friends to rot? He sighed. He would retrieve his prize another time. He turned and charged back towards the museum. He slowed his pace as he arrived at the museum and peaked in through one of the normal windows. A group of storm troopers were stationed inside and he could sense Axorn and Triest in a janitors closet nearby. 'Not my first choice for a hiding spot but whatever.' Thought Erik. He couldn't fight the soldiers head on so he needed a plan. He noticed a tree nearby the was partially uprooted in the recent battle nearby. 'That'll do.' He thought.

Axorn and Triest waited for Erik in the janitors closet and were starting to worry. They had been waiting for sometime and were worried that the psychic had abandoned them. Most of the troopers had left already and they thought they would have to fight their way out when they heard a window shattering and a scream that was muffled by a crashing noise. After a few moments, the closet door opened and the duo saw Erik standing I front of them, carrying a tree with is telekinesis. His eyes were ablaze with purple energy and he had a few bullets wounds, but nothing serious. "Sorry if I'm late." Erik said as he dropped the tree as far his eyes faded back to blue. "Those warp fire burns are nasty."