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The roit outside was growing quickly, and the troopers were breaking out their Stun Batons. A few of the less intelegent rioters charged forwards yelling "We'll get through!" trying to break the defensive line. They were beaten back with the Stun Batons, which only fueled the rioters. The sargent there gave the order for the back row to prepare blasters on stun. If it got ugly they had to be prepared.

A Mark IC patrol craft started to float above the crowd, shining its large high powered spot light onto them. They would be sweating in moments, and each of them would have a nice sun tan moments after that. The megaphone on the outside of the ship begged the crowd to dispurse.

"Dispurse now. We do not want to break this crow up violently. Leave now, your gathering is as of now illegal."

The rioters looked up at the patrol craft in dispair. All they could see was a spotlight that was brighter then the sun. They started to break up, but something stoped them. A Rodian jumped up on a waste recepticle and started shouting in basic. "If we let this one go, more senators of our grand IGA might join her mighty quest against this society and our saftey against foce users!"

The crowd seemed enticed by the Rodian, and started to crowd infront of the enterence again. The sargent took it apon himself to silence the punk. He raised his rifle and fired a sigle stun shot into the Rodian's chest. It toppled off the can and screeched. Though not dead, that was still enough to get the riots started into full violent mode. Trashcans started to be thrown at the Imperial troopers, as well as rocks and shoes, and anything else people could get their hands on. The sargent held his order to fire for now, they had cover to hind behind so as to aviod being pelted. Hopefully the rioters were content with just that. They started throwing things at the patrol craft aswell, but all it had to do was raise it's altitude to aviod it all.

The Jedi probally ment to help, but he didnt. He just unflamed people's rage, and made their minds coud with the proposed dager of the Jedi. A blaster was drawn, and a Stormtrooper caught it out of the corner of his view. He raised his blaster and fired a stun shot into the general area. That was enough to lite every thing up. THe Patrolship started dropping tear gas canisters into the crowd while they tried to charge the Troopers and Jedi. Several blasters were drawn and fired into the Troopers and at the Jedi.

The gas, Tear Gas, burned the skin and eyes, and if inhaled made it hard to brethe by burning the air passageways and lungs. It also inflamated the pores in the scalp and made them hurt aswell. It was all non-deadly, but very painful.

Jedi Knight Volt sat patiently in his room as he awaits to be called once again to attend the Senate for the final decision. Suddenly, there was a disturbance in the Force and Volt dashed towards the windows of his suite and stared down at the gigantic riot that was being formed just below. For many years has Volt kept his emotions barried deep within, but the sight of this riot just disgusted him and filled him with anger. Questions, like, "Why have I trained for so many years just to be forgotten and hated by so many people," or, "What's keeping me from killing everyone down there," ran through his mind. The more he thought the angrier he became. Soon, everything in the room was levitating around him. Finally, he turned away from the window, breaking his concentration which returned the furniture back to the ground, and returned to his seat.

The outcome of the trial was already clear to Volt, but he denyed to see it due to his loyality to the Republic and the Jedi. Democracy couldn't have failed him, could it have? It was clear that the Jedi were doomed and there was no reason for him to stay here and pretend there was a speck of hope left in the galaxy that'll make him think otherwise. The choice has been made and his destiny was set... The Republic is weak, Volt thought, and the Jedi are being pulled along and they will soon meet their doom. And with that thought, he pulled his hood over his head and began his path of excile. That moment of silent was broken as Volt used the Force to tear the double doors off its hinges and Force Push them across the hallway, then making his way downstairs to leave the Senate and return to his ship. The doors to the Senate flung open by themselves as Volt approached them and made his way through the crowd, using the Force to protect himself from the harmful tear gas. Just like they did for the mysterious Force-User, a kind of path was create for him to pass through. Finally in the clear, he hurried to his Light Starfighter, still parked at the docking bay, aboarded it quickly, and set his coordinates to Corusant...

((Yes, he has left the planet.))

When Aria pushes through the emergency stairwell door on the ground floor she is almost pushed back by the anxious crowd. Even on the western side of the building the crowd flocks and riots. Heads turn as the door opens and sh can feel a hundred eyes on her. The Hapan does not hesitate any longer and pushes through the crowd with head bent. She just needs to get out. She knows the hangar is right on the other side of the small open courtyard. If she can just get to a speeder without any trouble....

YOU THERE!Too late.

Aria's head snaps to the right and stares at the large burly man staring menacingly back at her. A Mimban and a Devorian step into her path. SHe can read the uncertainty on their faces but she knows they will support their comrade in whatever he does. A Hapan! the burly man presses on, taking a step forward.

Aria grimaces. She was foolish to think dressing down would help her blend in with the crowd. Hapans have a distinct look about them. She turns right and pushes into the people besides her, without a word to the aggressive man as more heads begin to turn. She can hear the man rallying his comrades. She has been spotted. She has to get out now!

A hand shoots out from the crowd and roughly grabs her arm. Aria does even turn as she forcefully yanks her arm back and starts to run. So much for inconspicious, she mutters to herself as she finds the crowd turning on her.

GET HER! someone shouts and the Hapan finds herself jumping out of harms way as an Adarian lunges at her. Space thins as the crowd moves in. Blasters are reached for and Aria knows if she doesn't do something quick, she's done for.

Waytha ara quetha way. Waytha ara quetha way, she chants under her breath as she takes a few quick steps and launches herself up and over the massive 3-armed besalisk in a clean flip. She lands softly and deftly and immediately dives forward into a flying cartwheel to avoid the next angry rioter. A sudden wind whisks through her hair as she increases her pace. She continues to chant under her breath. Her blue eyes are set on the hangar ahead of her. The winds increase their speed and lightning cackles overhead, startling the crowd.

A prickling sensation at the back of her neck tells her to dodge left and she moves just as a blaster shot whizzes past her and slams into the repulsive Gamorrean next to her, causing him to fly backwards. His eyes bulge in shock and Aria can smell charred flesh. Another shot is fired and the Hapan ducks as she continues to spring, leap and push through the rowdy crowd. Aria yelps in pain as a knife slashes at her right arm. She can feel warm blood trickling down her forearm and the sharp sting of the wound but she continues on. The sudden attack breaks her concentration and the winds die down.

The crowd clears a little up ahead as a half a dozen armed rioters move into formation. Their blasters are pointed at her and their eyes shoot daggers. Aria slows to a halt and feels the rioters crowding around her to block her escape.

Stop! a long-necked Gossam orders. For the good of the Galaxy, we cannot let you escape to spread your poison... Aria rolls her eyes and grounds while reaching out with her senses to keep tabs on the now quiet crowd.

Do not be foolish, Aria quietly replies, her eyes bent to the ground. Her expression is serene. The Senate has made its decision. Will you go to war against the majority? Cease your rioting else tear gas will be the least of your problems. Go home to your families and trust in the judgement of the Senate. Your people will be safe.

The crowd shifts uneasily. Doubt and uncertainty mixed with fear and hate hang in the air. Not to mention the outrage and massive hunt for those responsible from Hapes if their Queen is slaughtered by the angry mob.... she thinks to herself. Aya will undoubtedly avenge her death. Aya has a tendency to....overkill....

Aria takes a step forward. The half dozen armed rioters raise the barrels of the blasters nervously. Let me pass, Aria insists, her voice calm and collected as she takes another step. She reaches out with her energy and gently nudges the armed rioters, sending a mental message to move. One takes a step to the right. Don't! his companion growls and pushes him back into formation.

Aria tries again, gently pushing while talking to distract. I am a member of the Hapan delegation. It would be wise not to block my passage, she firmly insists as she takes another step forward. A small opening is created between two of the armed rioters. She is sure they haven't even realized they have moved ever so slightly.

In the distance, she can see an alarmed Aya sitting in the driver's seat of a blue speeder, watching and waiting for Aria. She can do nothing else, knowing that any sudden move might end in disaster for her Queen. She must be patient and trust that Aria can talk her way out of the threatening situation.

Do not waste your lives hating. Go home to your families and live your lives in happiness and peace. Let me go home to mine. Aria takes another step forward and is almost toe to toe with one of the armed rioters. His blaster is aimed at her chest. She stares into the man's grey eyes and then looks down at the weapon pointed at her. It slowly drops and she looks up to see defeat in his eyes. Defeat mixed with shame. His shoulders sag and Aria's eyes turn next to the one standing next to him on her other side. His jaw locks and he threateningly raises his blaster to her chest. However, she can see the uncertainy in his eyes too and gently mentally encourages him to lower his weapon. Ever so slowly, his resolve wavers and he lowers his blaster.

Without another word, the Hapan takes a deep breath and steps through the two rioters. Her back to the crowd, she continues her slow steady walk towards the hangar and a waiting Aya. Her senses remain alert and locked on the crowd behind her but she has a feeling they will do nothing else to hinder her escape. Aya's expression is bewildered when Aria finally climbs into the waiting speeder.

Get us to the hangar, Aria quietly instructs and Aya steps on the gas. The crowd watches her leave, silently defeated....for now. As the blue speeder races skywards towards the central station, Aria wonders at the voice from her apartment. He said she was being tested. She wonders if she passed her test.

EDIT:

Upon arriving at the busy central terminal, Captain Aya immediately directs the Hapan Queen to the appropriate hangar where Aria is relieved to find the members of her staff shaken but uninjured. Her ship, the Morning Star, is ready for their departure. Without a second glance back, Aria boards her ship and before long, watches from her window as the ship takes off.

Somewhere below, the Hapan knows the stranger that warned her waits. She has a feeling they will one day meet. But not right now...

((Aria heads back to Hapes and waits for the new storyline to begin. 3nodding ))