Satara suddenly blinked at the man that arrived at her side. He asked questions that were on everyone's mind and joining the other male who had been accusing @[member="Akala"] of the future. Whatever the reason of @[member="Antares Windu"], @[member="Doc"] seemed to be panicking more than anything.
"You need to cal-" she began to say and suddenly that old sensation started. Great. She just closed her eyes, the process still not completely comfortable or better yet, the idea of being taken involuntary. Most unpleasant.
Chapter IV: The Run and Tumble
First came the cold. Thankfully, the heavy dress seemed to have dried for the most part by now, making it that much easier to move. Unfortunately, the movement she experienced was not she had made willingly, thrown and suddenly falling. Her eyes opened wide, in shock, not understanding before she hit the ground, rolling. Satara didn't even get a chance to comprehend the fall, collecting herself for barely a moment before sounds of explosions hit her. Her head snapped quickly to the sides before slowly raising her head, witnessing the war above her head. Satara didn't take time anymore, jumping to her feet, a building falling towards her.
@[member="Akala"]'s voice brought her back, made her look at her as she dropped to the roof and then the next moment jumping into a speeder. It was then that she realized the device she was flying on. Her lack of knowledge with technology couldn't make her pinpoint just what it is but she was sure she had seen similar vehicles during her time with the Jedi. Satara didn't think then, her gaze quickly scanning on incoming speeder before she ran and plunged herself through the air. Her hand grabbed clumsily at the Kwa soldier but it was his hand grabbing on to hers that kept her from falling.
"Thank you," she barely muttered before both her arms wrapped firmly around the man's soldiers, her eyes barely noticing the colors of the blasters coming through the air. Akala was there, this was not their time. Had the war the King had spoken come? She trembled abit, supported only by her hold of the soldier with nothing to put her feet on due to her height, Satara tried looking around, trying to recognize people. A bare blur ahead of her, she was sure that was the Princess. Not too far ahead, she recognized the white hair of @[member="Alexandra Cinthra"].
The city came to view as the speeders flew through the streets. Satara felt just a tad bit safer this much closer to the ground but she really was wishing for her rancor to be here now. She would have felt far safer with Nadie at her side. But such was wishful thinking. She wouldn't wish for her companion anywhere near such a place as she would not wish it for anyone of her family.
The speeder stopped not too far from the ones that had already stopped.
"Thank you again," Satara told the soldier once more and let go of him, jumping to the ground. Her eyes caught the Princess running straight for the palace but @[member="Praetor Kaa"] spoke before she moved. There was no time for questions. Dathomir was under invasion by the Infinite Empire. The Witch just nodded as her fingers wrapped around the fabric of her dress, lifting the skirt just enough so she could run after him without losing any speed or balance in her movement.
She looked around as she ran, hearing others ask so many questions.
"There is no time for that. We can't be in the open like this." They could ask whatever they wanted once they were in some sort of safety.
@[member="Vulpesen"] @[member="Orn'komad "]@[member="Antares Windu"] @[member="Jorus Merrill"] @[member="Moira Skaldi"] @[member="Vorhi Alestrani"]