Alexander smiled and as he moved with Faith Organa, a glimpse of Deacon brought the saber down Alexander's sleeve. He would carefully obstruct the item and look at Faith now as he spoke, letting her take ahold of the saber while his other hand shifted, letting another metal object touch his fingers. This one was no where near as clear as to its use, atleast not for now with half of it still hidden up his sleeve.
"Faith, there are two individuals standing guard, I suspect in roughly fifteen seconds we are about to find our little dance interrupted and those individuals leveling their weapons on the crowd... I need you to stop the one on the left, ill take the one on the right, and be careful to watch behind you... we have a third guest who is being dealt with by the bouncer..." Alexander smiled, not changing his expression or making any overt changes in his stance as he moved. The young man had worked with special forces before, and especially had worked with Jedi. He knew faith could protect herself, and he knew she could deal with one random terrorist that was in republic armor.
But what came next was a quick succession of events, Deacon reaching his target and colliding with Mister Blue's arm as the shot fired went high, passing between the two and making Alexander blink a bit in surprise before quickly breaking contact with Faith Organa. It was almost automatic, two items dropping from that second sleeve, two blades that held in the air for a second before coming back to his hands while Faith would be given the sabers. The two, small, daggers were then gripped tight and he jumped up, clearing the heads of the crowd by a few feet with the force and looking at the two terrorist disguised as Republic soldiers.
They were raising their blasters, aiming at the crowd, hesitating but ready to fire. They would fire so he had to work fast. He took the one he said he would, leaving the one on the left for Organa.
The first blade was launched, impacting in the man's chest and breaking through as it punched into him. The second, aimed at his neck and cutting through the body suit. Alexander landing nearby now, his feet breaking into a walk that brought him right up to the man who was still trying to aim as he fell back against the steps. Alexander kneeled down, taking the blaster and tearing it from the man's grasp.
Alexander was a bit sad that he didn't have another option, the man who had been his target was devout in doing what he had come to do.
With a soft grip on the dagger in the man's neck, he brought it to the side, cutting cleanly through and letting the light fade from the man.
It was then that he stood, straightening up and seeing if the other two would stand trial or be buried.