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Post by Syll'kann on Sept 28, 2009 20:09:59 GMT 1
Syll'kann pushes himself past the running people, all trying to leave the Senate at the same time. Panic is a common thing, when all Hell is breaking loose. Just as it did now.
The tall Twi'lek Jedi Master quickly steps aside, as he is almost hit by a panicking protokol droide. Then he reaches the stairs to the upper levels of the Senate and stops. He felt another presence just now. Not one of the dark, but one of the light. Syll'kann reaches out with the Force, trying to identify the other person.
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Post by Bricyl Tual on Sept 28, 2009 20:25:11 GMT 1
As if on cue Bricyl arrives at the Senate. Well, arrives might be a little too strong a word. Instead of trying to get in through the entrances where people are now trying to get out, she directs the driver to pull up by the windows of a hallway. In one smooth motion she draws her lightsaber and stands balanced on the back of the seat. "Thank you, for your assistance, young man," Bricyl says before she leaps off the speederbike, lightsaber first and strait at a window. Her lightsaber breaks the glass before she hits it preventing her form coming to harm.
She lands gracefully and looks around even as she makes her way towards the commotion.
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Post by Syll'kann on Sept 28, 2009 20:30:16 GMT 1
Syll'kann feels the familiar presence at once, and he starts moving up the stairs. Once again his mind reaches out, touching Master Tual's to make her presence known to her.
His knee is aching very badly at the moment, from the running and now from his pace up the stairs. But he ignores it for the moment. It could have been a lot worse.
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