It's nice to meet you, ma'am, But you see... I'm disguising myself as a Smuggler. I got rid of my Jedi clothing so I wouldn't get caught. I know it was the wrong thing to do... but I had to keep myself from being shot."

"You did what you had to to survive. There's no shame in that. At least you had an opportunity to switch clothes, I'm still wearing the same robes I've been wearing since the purge began. I simply haven't had a chance to change."

Dantra leaned in closer to the table and kept her voice to a whisper.

"So tell me...how did you two survive order 66? I'll tell you how I survived if you tell me how you two survived."

Ana tensed imperceptibly as a surge of Force power reached her, and then faded away into a trail leading away from the cafe. Her senses on high alert, she exerted a little more of her power into masking her Force sensitivity. With this done, she rose and left the cafe, using a fraction of her power to seek out the one who was attempting to lead her on. She caught sight of his back directly after leaving the cafe and once more pulled her power inward, masking its presence, and began to follow him.

He led her through several busy squares before ducking down a back alley not far from her landing pad. Ana swore softly under her breath and moved forward more cautiously. As she was doing everything she could to mask her presence, she could not sense this man's intentions; better safe than sorry. Her lightsaber was within easy reach beneath her knee-length brown suede jacket just in case.

Slowly, she approached the alley's entrance and stared for a moment at the Force-imbued gonk. Then, she took a step back.

"I came to help," she said quietly in Huttese, hoping it was indeed Kaan Lumen hiding somewhere in the shadows of this alley.

"The Jedi have always been prone to helping when the help was not needed and the Sith have been prone to abusing their promise of helping to fulfill their own needs" a voice called out in Basic, seemingly echoing all around the alleyway.

Kaan watched from the shadows and observed the woman, sensing her as much as he could through the force without giving away his location. The gonk right beside her would also act as a good distraction from his true location. He reached beneath his poncho and drew one of his lightsabers before continuing to seek her true purpose on the planet. His thumb was ready to activate the lightsaber at any time, although he knew it was not time to rush into things.

"I told your friend in the cafe there is no Kaan Lumen anymore. You are wasting your time here. I have better chances hiding the Empire in the Jundland Wastes than out there and you are not taking me to them without a fight" the Mirialan said, his voice barraging the woman from all around.

"And do spare me the claims the black clad man was not a friend of yours. You found his tracker too easily to not know of him."

At the sound of the voice, Ana's right hand fell to her lightsaber and her eyes flicked again to the gonk. "I don't care what you call yourself these days. Neither does the Empire. They're coming for you; they may already be here. And as far as the man in black goes, I wouldn't call him a friend. Hell, I don't even know who he is. What I do know is he and whoever he works for have been contacting me ever since the rise of the Empire and giving me names of Jedi and former Jedi the Empire is hunting."

She took three steps into the alley and lifted her hand clear away from her lightsaber. "I'm not here to hunt you down. I'm no agent of the Empire." She stepped further into the alley and stretched her arms out wide. "I'm here because I genuinely want to help. Your move."

"But how does he come up with these lists? How many of those you have rescued are still alive due to your efforts? What tells you he is not making you a pawn for the Empire? A pawn like the clones" the Mirialan said before jumping out of the shadows, landinf a few feet behind the woman in near total silence.

"Always be mindful of your surroundings. The here and the now matter, not the future nor the past" he told her, this time without his voice echoing all around the alleyway. The green blade of his lightsaber ignited but pointed down in a faux Makashi style opening stance.

"The Sith are known for their art of deception. What makes you believe the man in black is not another example of this?"

Shawn looked down at Audax's unconscious body. Audax hand still placed gently upon his fallen lightsaber as he laid there. Bending down Shawn picked up the lightsaber almost feeling the sorrow that was imprinted upon it. He quickly threw it up into the air towards his unknown partner in the battle that had recently took place. Shawn was just pleased that the battle didn't end in death, that was something the galaxy could do with out for a day. So much death was occurring still all across the galaxy and no one was rising up to stop the brutality of the Empire. Of course who would be foolish enough to go against such a threat, when they're numbers were so few, and theirs so great.

Shawn sighed turning Audax over to examine him. As he examined the still very much alive body below him Shawn couldn't shake the feeling of familiarity with this individual. He knew he had definitely seen this man some where before, most likely in the Jedi Temple. Then it hit him like a bantha running him over a thousand times, sucking the air out of his lungs, this person couldn't have been. But he was, there was no doubt about it, it was him.

"Oh my friend what has happened." Shawn said with a sigh as he placed his two light sabers on the back of his belt.

Shawn grabbed Audax's arm an thrusted Audax over his shoulder. He stumbled backwards a little but caught his himself. Shifting the weight a little he started to walk to where he knew they would be a little more safer. He has a place in the lower levels of Nar Shaddaa that he was rending under an alias. People kept to themselves so it was safe from prying ears of wanders.

"Follow me. We can talk more in private." Shawn said to the man that still had no name.

Shawn led the way down a few ally ways and corridors. Then into a building that looked rundown and had a few holes in the walls. It certainly wasn't made for kings, but he was positive that the empire wouldn't waste man power to search ever square inch of Nar Shaddaa from what he thought was just one Jedi. He continued up the stairs and passed two medium sized metals doors stopped at the third on his left side.

He punched in a few numbers and the door opened allowing them access to the room. Shawn walked over to the bed and laid Audax down upon it, leaving him there in his slumber. Shawn threw off his robe to the near by desk and sat in the chair closest to the desk. He rested his head back feeling a throbbing pain course through his skull. Closing his eyes he sighed.

"First introductions. I'm Shawn Kir'lince former Jedi Knight of the Republic." He said with a slight grin upon his face. Part of him liked the idea of using the word 'former' because it gave him a sense of freedom he didn't really experience while he was with in the order. In a way he liked the freedom of the rules that use to rule his life. Shawn still followed the rules he was trained with but to was extent varied upon the situation thrusted upon him.

By the time Kaan jumped out of the shadows and lit up his lightsaber, Ana had turned to face him and her own saber was in her hand. She left it unlit for the moment.

"Where else would you find a list of Jedi and former Jedi?" Ana shot back. "When the Empire rose to power they had full access to the databanks of the Jedi. As to the Network, I know very little of how they work, but I do know they allow me complete autonomy with how I choose to deal with the names they give me. I have some skill in slicing, which allows me to create solid false identities for those that want them."

Tev shook his head in slight disbelief and complete amazement.

Two Jedi were in the same room, along with him. That was quite amazing during these times.

"You two may not remember me, but I was one of the Jedi who were put into self-exile when the war began. I have tried my best to help the Republic, but as times changed, I was forced back into hiding again."

He took a sip from his glass and set it down gently, thinking back on the events of Order 66, and watching, in horror, as Jedi were mowed down by their own troops. Above all, he felt a need to resist this new Empire.

Kaan took a step forwards, tilting his head slightly and continued to stare at the woman in front of him. He grinned and chuckled.

"He gives you autonomy? Trackers are autonomy? Heads up to your target is autonomy?" Kaan laughed and shook his head while still observing the woman.

"You came here to help, yet I was warned of the Empire's presence. The name Anahera Bek came up. And if I'm not entirely wrong that would be you. Would you not ask questions if you were in my place?" Kaan asked her and swung his lightsaber, taking a Soresu opening stance.

"This matter will not be settled with mere words. The truth will come only in combat" Kaan told her and raised his hand, pushing her with the force and lunging forwards, utilizing Juyo despite the original Soresu stance.

Ana flew backward under the influence of his Force push and landed on her feet, finally pressing the ignition switch on her lightsaber. The dark blue blade sprang to life to block Kaan's next blow just barely before he made it. She was no longer trying to mask her Force sensitivity, as she realized he would not be withholding any of his strength in this fight.

"Yes, I am Anahera Bek," she said, continuing to allow him to drive her backward, defending against his blows with Soresu. "You are right to ask questions. Anyone who was once a Jedi would be a fool to trust an unknown willingly."

The Mirialan smirked and continued on the attack. He was familiar with Soresu and knew weak spots in his own variation of it, weaknesses which he would have to test on her adaptation. But victory was not his ultimate goal in this battle. His ultimate goal was not even to fight for long, but rather to find out which side Ana was on.
Kaan began a long sequence of slashing Juyo moves reinforced with a tiny amount of Ataru and Shii-Cho strikes finding their way into the mix. The Jedi Master would seek out any flaws in her style and batter these weaknesses until she learned or her defense crumbled.

"Impressive. From your attire one could think you were ... rusty. But your form is very strong" Kaan told her, all the while searching for a shatterpoint in her defense. His hope was also to distract her with Dun Möch, not to fail in defending herself but to show her true demeanor.

"You have fought Jedi not that long ago. Otherwise you would not have such a strong form. This is one of combat experience, not training"

"Given the way you approached this situation, is it any great surprise that my skills are not as rusty as I like people to think?" Ana asked, smiling just slightly. She continued with Soresu, maintaining her defense without trying to lash out at him. She was not here to kill him or to capture him and the sooner he realized that the better.

"And you do not find it odd in the slightest that so many Jedi refuse to be their open and helpful selves, instead dueling you?" Kaan laughed, backing up and raising his lightsaber above his head. His fingers gripped the lightsaber as the Mirialan began to circle the defending female. She continued her Soresu, keeping on the defensive. Kaan was not surprised, since many Jedi were defensive yet came out on top in duels. The most prominent of these had always been Master Kenobi, without a doubt.

Kaan was, however, still without answers to all the questions that were rushing through his mind. These questions ranged from the identity of the masked man wearing black to the Empire's intentions. If the Empire had sent her there to find and kill him, she would not do so with Soresu any time soon.

"How many of the Jedi you have 'saved' are still alive, youngling? Does the man in black have knowledge of where they go after they leave your mighty presence? Why would I be any safer out there than where I currently reside?" Master Lumen asked before rushing forwards once again, slashing his lightsaber downwards at the woman.

Meanwhile, the Mirialan unclipped his second lightsaber with the force and moved it behind his back. While the woman was preoccupied with the new attacks, the Jedi toned down the power of the second lightsaber into practice levels before igniting it and moving it to launch an attack from Ana's side.

A green blade flicked to life, countering Kaan's second lightsaber as a short woman dressed in black entered the alley, shoving Ana roughly aside and engaging Kaan with one green blade and one violet blade. Unlike the other black clad person, this woman was not wearing a mask. The Force was a swirling tornado of energy around her, though in appearance she was no more than twenty years old.

"I am the founder and leader of the Hunter Informant Network," she said. "Stand down, Exile. You will not defeat me."

Astonished, Ana got to her feet. "I think I know you."

The woman nodded. "You may have seen me at one point. I'd have looked the same." She faced Kaan. "Whether you choose to be called Kaan Lumen or not, the Empire knows you by that name and they are hunting you. Go with Ana or you will die."

Kaan Lumen backflipped backwards from the new arrival and drew his second lightsaber to his grasp into a backhanded position. He placed himself into a ready pose while staring at the new arrival. He recognized the force swirling around her and recognized her face as well, neither of which made him any more comfortable with the situation he was in. His eyes narrowed and he continued to stare at the newcomer. The mention of 'Hunter Infromant Network' confirmed his suspicion about her to be more or less correct and it also made his questions about the black clad man disappear in an instant. It was widely known that the Sith Hunters were a sneaky group and one their most prominent members was by far the sneakiest in her affairs.

"Go with Ana or you will die" Kaan imitated in a mocking manner.
"Why do you Sith Hunters always have to be so dramatic. Sometimes you're worse than the Sith themselves" he told the woman and shook his head before deactivating his lightsabers and clipping them on his belt, standing back upright.

"Reibe Vailar, I presume" Kaan said and bowed his head down a tiny bit while not taking his eyes off the Sith Hunter.
"There will yet be a man who defeats you, Sith Hunter, and I will not live to see the day your smug attitude is washed away along with your facade of immortality. And why should I? The Force will guide me in the hour of need, not you nor Anahera and I have unfinished business on Tatooine. Why should I be scared of death in the hands of the Empire, when what awaits me is the Force?"

Reibe wasn't the most patient of women and she most definitely was unhappy with Kaan. "Alright then, it's time for a different tactic. Let Ana stay with you. It's for her safety, not yours."

Ana blinked. "What?"

"Do this," Reibe told Kaan, "and the Network will be in your debt."

"You two may not remember me, but I was one of the Jedi who were put into self-exile when the war began. I have tried my best to help the Republic, but as times changed, I was forced back into hiding again."

Dantra leaned forward and smiled a slightly mad smile.

"Tell me...Do you know who led the attack on the Jedi temple? I'll give you a hint: He was once a very promising Padawan."

Dantra neaned forward and giggled slightly.

"You didn't answer in time! The padawan's name was Anakin Skywalker. And If I ever see him again...I'm gonna kill him."

Dantra giggled again, this time the giggle had a more sinister ring to it.

Gett stood out in the hot sun practicing with his vibrosword. He had received some training with melee weapons when he was on Kamino but it was the jedi who helped him out even more. He was given such training because of his code and the fact that he saved a padawan. It was a shame now that he had to hunt them down but he couldn't betray his brothers like that. He would betray the Emperor in a heartbeat but he would have to fight his brothers to do so. He placed the sword back on his back and got back on his speeder. He decided it was time for another cantina run. He killed a jedi on the last run, who knew what would happen this time. Gett parked the speeder and entered into the cantina. He looked around the room and saw the band, the bartender, a group of cloaked figures, some men with guns, and the usual crowd of drunks. Gett took a seat at a table and stared at the three people. There was no way they were jedi, two of them looked like it but the third looked like someone who worked on a farm. Besides even if they were all jedi it would be stupid to meet up in a local cantina, the Empire would have sent squads of his brothers in after them. One of them looked slightly familiar, like he had seen the figure before. Gett quickly shook the thought out and looked away. He turned his head over to the band and decided to listen to them play. It had been a while since he actually just sat down and listened. Maybe today wasn't such a bad day after all.

Tev looked at the Lethan Twi-Lek, his eyes nearly boring a whole into her.

"Be careful with your words. The way you speak them are filled with anger, these are not the ways of a Jedi. Though I do not have any kindness in my heart for Skywalker or his Master, there destinies are entwined with the force, and they will come to them in there time. Be careful, or else you may sway close to the Dark side."

Tev had kept his voice low, with a cold tinge to it. He knew that all Jedi wanted vengeance, but already, too many had fallen to the dark side. They didn't need anymore. He could still sense a hint of darkness in the Twi-Lek, something all too common in these times.

Kaan stared at Reibe for a moment and raised an eyebrow at the notion of Anahera staying with him on Tatooine. There was something serious going on if the Sith Hunter would even think of forcing the running Jedi to halt her personal mission to aid other hiding Jedi. the man looked at Anahera before turning back to Reibe, shaking her head.

"That decision relies on Anahera and those who have given me sanctuary, not you Sith Hunter. Is there a real reason for your claim of her being in danger, or is it one of the great visions of destiny that have plagued apparently not only the Jedi Order as of late?" Kaan asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Word has reached the Empire of Ana's recent behavior," Reibe replied, ignoring Kaan's mocking of her visions. "Behavior that proves she is not as 'rusty' in the Force as she appears. They've put her back on the list."

Ana scowled. "Your people said that wouldn't happen."

"We never said it wouldn't," Reibe corrected. "We said there was a chance it wouldn't. But now it has." She turned to Kaan. "Ana will do as I say. I would appreciate it if you would speak with those who have taken you in. They've done wonders for you; you're practically off the map, and that's exactly what Ana needs for the present time."

Kaan smirked as Reibe complimented the nice religious folks of the Oasis without knowing the story behind it all. He shook his head and looked at Anahera.

"Apparently I'm not enough off the map" the Mirialan said and rolled his eyes.
"As for you, Anahera, you will have to adapt quite a bit to the life out there where my residence is. I live in a religious community in the middle of nowhere in the Jundland Wastes. They are very welcoming to visitors, but it will take time for them to trust you enough to let you go about freely in the community" Kaan told the woman and sighed. He had no idea how he'd gotten into this mess in the first place. Another day when he should've never gotten up from his meditations.

"In any case, you will either be forced to leave your ship behind or hide it into the Jundland Wastes. Preferably with defenses since the Jawas like to roam the Wastes in search for anything they could bargain onwards."

"Wait just a minute," Ana snapped. "What just happened?"

"You have vacated your position of 'Rescuer'," Reibe replied. "And you have taken on the position of, 'Hidden Jedi'. Go with Kaan. I know where to find you if I need to."

And with that, she vanished, leaving Ana alone with Kaan. After several moments of staring at the spot where Reibe had stood, Ana turned to Kaan.

"My ship has adequate defenses," she said quietly. "I'll hide it in the Wastes."

"Be careful with your words. The way you speak them are filled with anger, these are not the ways of a Jedi. Though I do not have any kindness in my heart for Skywalker or his Master, there destinies are entwined with the force, and they will come to them in there time. Be careful, or else you may sway close to the Dark side."

Dantra leaned forward and shook her head slightly with a mad look in her eyes.

"The force...what has the force done for us recently I ask you? It didn't seem to be helping us when the troopers attacked the temple did it? It didn't seem to help the four masters who went after Palpatine...No...The force has abandoned us.

Dantral leaned back slightly and giggled madly.

"I don't know about you two...but I intend to put a stop to the Empire...One stormtrooper at a time. If you two have any sense of what it means to be a jedi...you'll do the same."

Dantra got up off the chair and walked out of the door of the cantina.

Now...where's the Tatooine garrison? It's time to show the Empire what the Jedi order can do.

"The force...what has the force done for us recently I ask you? It didn't seem to be helping us when the troopers attacked the temple did it? It didn't seem to help the four masters who went after Palpatine...No...The force has abandoned us.

How could she say that? The Force never abandoned the Jedi. Did it? Kerla stared at the female Twi'lek Jedi with both a shocked and confused look.

"I don't know about you two...but I intend to put a stop to the Empire...One stormtrooper at a time. If you two have any sense of what it means to be a jedi...you'll do the same."

After she left the cantina, Kerla slowly looked down and shook her head. "What has this Galaxy come to? I feel that the Dark Side is at work," she thought to herself. She narrowed her eyebrows. "I'm gonna stop her," she said to Tev, and got up from her chair.

Stopping behind Dantra outside the cantina, Kerla shouted, "Wait!"

(She's not on the darkside, she's just slightly insaine. She honestly believes that killing off everyone associated with the empire is good.)

"Wait!"

Dantra gave an irritated glance back at the annoying woman following her.

Why can't she leave me alone?

Dantra slowed her walk and grabbed the other woman and pulled her into the ally beside the cantina.

"Whatever you want to talk about, make it quick. There are stormtroopers that need killing and garrisons that need to be blown up."

"I'm gonna stop her."


Tev stood quickly as well, but Kerla moved faster.

"Wait...." His words trailed off as he understood there was nos stopping her. He didn't know what the effects of this would be, but he hoped whatever she planned to do, it would work.

He followed her outside and stood off to the side as she confronted the Lethan.

Gett looked up at the events that were unfolding infront of him. He watched the one storm out from the group. He heard another shout and she seemed saddened by her tone. All that was left at the table was the man who still seemed familiar to him. Eventually the man went after the other two. It was his duty here to eliminate jedi and to make sure they did not harm the civilians here. Gett stood up and followed after the man. He turned his head to see what looked like a mugging. He kept his hands on his blaster but he didn't point it at them.

"Is there a problem here?"

While in the Twi'lek's grasp in the ally beside the cantina, Kerla gulped.

"Whatever you want to talk about, make it quick. There are stormtroopers that need killing and garrisons that need to be blown up."

Kerla breathed calmly, and looked at the female Twi'lek straight in the eyes. "I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Kerla Mison. But that's not the reason I came to talk to you. I wanted to say that--"

"Is there a problem here?"

Clone trooper! Kerla gulped. But then she remembered that she acted like a Smuggler. After all, she did look like one. She got out of the Lethan Twi'lek's grip, and placed her hand on her hip. "Naw. Nothin' wrong here, sir. Just chattin' with my friend here on how I'm gonna pay her back."

The young woman continued to smile, making it look good.

"Is there a problem here?"

Dantra turned around and have the clone a glare filled with anger.

"No...sir. Nothing is wrong. I was just leaving, I have a meeting to attend at the garrison concerning some problems I've been having with Tusken raiders."

Dantra gave Kerla her best smile.

"No...keep your money...I was just happy to help out a person in need."

Dantra sent a message to the Jedi turned smuggler via the force.

If you keep following me...you will be drawn into the fighting and I would rather that not happen. Stay away.

Dantra smiled, waved good-bye to Kerla and then gave the clone trooper a small bow before heading off toward the imperial garrison.

There is no emotion, there is peace.
There is no vengence, there is only balance.

Gett looked to the girl that spoke to him first. She seemed harmless enough, and she looked like a Smuggler. He actually liked smugglers, he would often trade stories with them if he had the time.

"No...sir. Nothing is wrong. I was just leaving, I have a meeting to attend at the garrison concerning some problems I've been having with Tusken raiders."

Gett hated the stormtroopers. They weren't like his brothers, they wouldn't protect each other liked the clones did. He didn't want to get involved with the woman's business, especially if stormtroopers were involved.

"Very well then." Gett said as he walked past the man and the smuggler.

For some reason Gett got slightly curious. He walked back a few steps and faced the man.

"I'm sorry to bother you, but have I seen you before? You look very familiar to me."

Tev raised an eyebrow at the Trooper, this could complicate things.

"I'm sorry, you must be mistaken. Must have me confused with someone else..."

He stared the trooper down, trying to convince him that he was no one he would recognize. Not many people would remember Tev, but maybe some of the troopers he helped may. Was this one of them? Tev didn't know, Clone Troopers looked very alike, both with and without armor.

The Force alerted Tev that the Lethan was moving.

He used the Force and tripped her, delaying her temporarily. He couldn;t let her fall down the Dark Path, he'd stop her, he and Kerla would stop her. It would take both of them.

He sent a message to the Lethan.

Wait. Let's talk this over before you go on a massacre we may all regret.

He looked back at the Clone.

"Yes, I'm sure you must be mistaken."

Dantra felt something trip her up and she frowned.

Wait. Let's talk this over before you go on a massacre we may all regret.

Dantra turned toward the trooper and smiled sweetly.

"The heat must be getting to me."

Dantra then turned to the older jedi and flashed him a smile, then sent him a message via the force.

I will only warn you once today. Stay away...or I will draw my saber against you. This is not about vengence, this is about balance. Stay away...or else.

Dantra nodded to both jedi, gave the trooper another respectful bow and then ran off toward the garrison.

((Hey guys? Maybe we should wait on Kyvios to post. I don't want to keep going without him, since it's his RP.))

( v.v not like i can do anything... still waiting for two other ppls to pose... I'm stuck in limbos)

((Oops! Yeah, that's right. ))

"Are you positive I haven't seen you before. Even your voice sounds familiar to me. Perhaps you're a survivor I've rescued, or a local I've met."

Gett was positive he met this man somewhere. He knew he wasn't crazy, Gett never forgot someone he met who was important. He remembered the name of every ARC and Clone Commando he fought along side with. He even remembered the names of all the jedi and Mandalorians too.

Suddenly, the Clone's characteristics and manner of speaking began to become familiar.

He had indeed fought with this clone somewhere in the galaxy.

Why did they have to run into eachother right now, though? There was no telling onto what dangers Tev had brought upon his fellow Jedi by being here. Well, it was the will of the force.

He decided to try a new tactic.

"Perhaps we have met before, but I do not know. Please, my friends and I must be on our way."

Shawn sat at the desk waiting for a response from his silence partner in the battle. As the other man stood there Shawn turned to the desk he was sitting at and started rummaging through the drawers of the desk. And in the bottom third drawer he found what he was looking for, his com link. He took it from a bounty hunter who was on Shawn's trail. With out the help from his friends the hunter eventually gave up the pursuit and left.

Shawn turned it on and fiddled with it. He knew that doing this might lead them into some more danger but he was willing to take that risk.

"Uhmm, can anyone read me on this thing?" Shawn said into the com link.

Audax opened his eyes and felt sweat was dripping from his muscular body. He was in a small room, with just a bed and an old armchair as furniture. He was just dressed in his pants and boots, but he saw that the rest of his clothes lay on the armchair.

He stood up and walked over to the armchair. He was trying to remember what had happened. He put on the tunics and tabards and buckled the belt over them. He reached for his robe, when he noticed his lightsaber was gone. Now the memories of the battle came back, and his previously relaxed body was now tense. He quietly slipped on his robe and walked over to the door. He used the force to open it.

He saw that the two Jedi stood in the other room, one of them talking into a commlink. He saw that his lightsaber lay on the desk. He grinned and pulled it to him with the force. He activated it.

"Don't move, Jedi!"

Dantra looked down in suprise as her comlink went off. I didn't even realize I still had this thing...

"Hello? Is anyone on the other end of this comlink? Hello?"

"Don't move, Jedi!"

Shawn heard from behind him, com link still in his hand. Apparently Audax wasn't going to give up any time soon. As Shawn grinned a little looking at Audax he heard a noise on him com link.

"Hello? Is anyone on the other end of this comlink? Hello?" he heard on the other end of the com link then back up at Audax.

"Yeah, I'm Shawn Kir'lince currently residing on Narr Shaddaa." He said into the com link.

Then he turned his gave up a little to Audax and smiled. "You know this is honestly a waste of time for you, serving Darth Vader. There is more power to be found in the light then the dark."

Shawn sat there ready to grab one of his lightsabers at a moments notice and defend himself.

"Right then, carry on with your business."

Gett stood there for a few seconds when he heard a ringing in his helmet. It sounded like static for a few seconds until he actually heard a voice.

"Uhmm, can anyone read me on this thing?"

"This ARC trooper Gett, I read you loud a clear. What is your situation?"

The man didn't sound like a fellow clone, maybe he was a stormtrooper. However he could also be an imperial officer in which case was good that Gett picked up.

Audax laughed coldly.

"Power?" he asked, his voice sounding a little crazy. "This is power!"

He streched out his left hand towards the Jedi and blue lightning shot from his fingertips. He tried to get around his enemys force guard, but it was in vain. He stopped.

"What power is there in the light, the Jedi were utterly destroyed by Lord Vader," he said. "He is too powerful, you don't know his power, Jedi."

Audax raised his lightsaber again and lept out towards his foe.

Dantra dropped the comlink on the floor, where the other jedi were sure to find it.

Now...it is time for the rightful balance to be restored to the galaxy.

Dantra walked into the garrison and smiled as the stormtrooper receptionist looked up at her.

"What is your business with the empire today citizen?"

Dantra ignited her violet lightsaber and smiled as the man's eyes widened.

"My business is bringing balance back to the galaxy, the balance you and your minions have disrupted with your purge."

Dantra flicked her lightsaber forward and a hole appeared in the man's chest. Dantra dropped into a fighting stance as she heard panicked shouts from the stormtroopers who had heard her saber ignite.

Let balance be restored.

Tev looked on as the trooper left. He couldn't help but feel that somehow he had met the trooper somewhere, but it was of no matter. The trooper was on the other side now.

During this bit of excitement, Tev had lost sight of the Lethan.

"Oh...no."

He could sense it. She was at the garrison. And now of all days. The Force had given him this strange feeling in the morning, but now he understood. The Twi-Lek would be taking many unnecessary lives. Not just stormtroopers, but innocents. Giving in to dark feelings had its reprecussions. The Lethan was going to run into hers.

But Tev needed to stop her.

He raced off towards the garrison.

Dantra dispatched the last of the group of stormtroopers that had gone against her and then reached out through the force.

Innocents? Here of all places?

Dantra looked ran down the halls of the garrison until she found herself staring at a holding cell filled with...stormtroopers?

Strange...I sense no malice, no anger, only fear and confusion.

Dantra shrugged to herself and walked up toward the cage door.

"Tell me...why are you locked up?" Dantra asked, adding a healthy dose of force persuasion behind her words.

"We...refused a direct order from our commander. We were supposed to take out a group of Mosture farmers who refused to pay taxes to the commander. We tried to desert and were eventually captured."

Dantra nodded slowly.

"I see...If I let you go, will you be able to find a safe place to retreat to?"

"I suppose so...but first I gotta ask: Why are you even helping us? From what we were told, the jedi are now enemies of the empire."

"I may be opposing the empire, but I know when someone has a good heart free of malice. You are not guilty of upseting the balance."

Dantra flicked a nearby switch and the force-field went down.

The stormtroopers ran out of the force cage and Dantra smiled to herself as she felt them leave the base. The Balance has been maintained. Now...time for me to make my escape.

Dantra gathered the force around and lept out the window, shattering the glass as she went.

After his conversation with the Clone Trooper, Kerla saw that Tev ran off to find the Lethan Twi'lek. She thought on going, but remembered the warning the female Jedi gave her. But then... was it the will of the Force telling her that she needed to help her fellow Jedi?

The young girl shook her head and smiled. She could use a little bit of adventure. So, without hesitation, Kerla ran off after him to stop the Twi'lek.

Coming to the side of Tev while running, Kerla looked at him and smiled. "I'm ready to help you, Master. As Jedi, we help one another."

Tev saw Kerla run up next to him.

"I'm ready to help you, Master. As Jedi, we help one another."

He smiled and put a hand on her shoulder.

"You are absolutley right. The Lethan shouldn't be too far now. Let's stay close."

He continued running and reached the garrison a few minutes later. The Stormtrooper manning the front desk was dead, his insides disintegrated by a lightsaber. The Twi-lek's handiwork.

Tev sensed something down one of the hallways.

"I think we should head down that way." He said, pointing out the hallway to their right.

He began moving that way, hand on his lightsaber.

(CQ or Skywalker, I need you to pick up the communicater she dropped on the ground earlier.)

Dantra looked up in suprise as her force-senses went off in her head.

They found me already?! I need to find someplace to hide...to retreat to for the time being.

Dantra pulled out one of the datapads that she carried and entered an entry on the datapad.

Stop Chasing me!

I know what I am doing is right and before you even ask, I know who has a good heart, and who has a heart filled with malice. Before you question my sanity talk to the group of stormtroopers who I let live because I sensed the good in them. The Balance must be restored with, or without your help.

Dantra nodded. This would do it.

She tossed the datapad up through one of the windows and heard it hit the floor of the room.

I hope they find it, maybe then they'll stop chasing me.