Prelude to darkness; My hope is dim.

[Wolf231]

Arisa studied the newcomer quietly, watching her use the Force to disarm a homeless man who seemed to want to rob them. Here they were in an alley and this planet was still dangerous - likely due to the Sith, she knew. This woman hadn't seemed like a Sith, but she wasn't like a Jedi either. How strange. Her eyes shifted back to Fang and she nodded, and then to Sentalin. Right, getting up. She could feel the painkillers beginning to work, so she stood and started to walk - maybe stumble was a better word - forward. She would accept any help in walking again, but her head was clearing. Somehow the drugs made her both more aware and less aware at the same time. They took away the shock of pain, yet fuddled her peripheral senses and connection to the Force. They also seemed to make her brain so delightfully fuzzy and free of most of those annoying thoughts she had been having.

"Right. Ship." Her voice was louder now, easier to hear as she guided them with proper directions for their walk. Even as she did her eyes shifted to Fang, because that woman from the alley was nagging at her mind. "Was that a Sith in disguise? She didn't seem like one of us." Her voice was kept low, but she wasn't excluding Sentelin specifically so he would still hear it. The probability of anyone they passed by hearing was rather low at the same time, however. Even here, their enemies were likely abundant. She didn't want to get Fang captured or killed, or this helpful Chiss either. Even if he -was- a Chiss, who should be all rights be their enemy.

 

[Fang.]

Fang made no response to the Woman as she disarmed the man and then took her leave, that woman was reckless, but, now she was gone, and Fang could breathe a small sigh of relief. He turned to see Arisa Standing up, as She stumbled forward. ""Right. Ship." She spoke as they set off again and she continued to guide them towards her ship. Fang shifted his eyes over to Arisa, he wasnt sure what she was feeling or where she stood, but now wasnt the time, he kept quiet and kept walking until she asked him a question quietly.

"Was that a Sith in disguise? She didn't seem like one of us." she asked quietly
No, she was definatly not one of us, and I dont believe she was a Sith either, if she was she probably wouldent have helped us, The sith are on a high right now after their victory, she would have tried to turn the crowd on us back at the fight, or tried to kill us here. Fang replied just as quietly, after another moment he spoke again, Regardless, we cant worry about her or her intentions, she is leaving us alone for now and that is what matters....... how much farther to your ship? Fang finished quietly.

 

[Indigo]

Sentelin was vaguely aware of how rapidly things were spinning outside of his knowledge. The new woman rapidly revealed a strange sort of power, an ability to levitate objects. With a start, Sentelin realized the undercurrent he was missing; he was in a crowd of force users. A dangerous group to get caught up in; the Jedi had disbanded, but they would still know each other. Either Arisa and Fang were, or rather, had been, or the lady that had just left had been. After a second's thought he decided there was no way of knowing what was the case without asking, and that could be dangerous. Arisa stumbled, and he reached out a hand to steady her, helping her keep her balance. She then directed them onward, and Sentelin followed, IT-P0 bobbing behind and bringing up the rear.

As they walked, Arisa muttered something under her breath; Sentelin thought she asked if that had been a Sith in disguise, but did not know for sure until Fang responded. As he talked about how the Sith were on high from victory, and that the woman was neither Sith nor "one of us", Sentelin decided that odds were good he was walking with two Jedi, or ex-Jedi; he didn't know if the Jedi were still a thing after Corusant. The way they talked about the Sith, as enemies, convinced him of the fact. Sentelin went to voice his thoughts that so long as they were left alone, things would be fine, but Fang beat him to the punch. Just as well, Sentelin had very little to contribute, other than an extra set of eyes to watch the streets. Now even those had become quieter, with very few people noticing the odd trio.