An explosion. The republic had been there for all of five minutes, and there had already been an explosion. This did not bode well, however, Carn had pre-planned for such an event. He had not landed with the others, instead choosing to remain at the dropship that had brought him onto the world. Indeed, with retrospect, it had been a smart decision that may well have saved his life. The Force provides. He signaled for the pilot to lift off from the ground. It was never a comforting feeling to watch the ground fall away from you in an almost nonchalant manner, so instead the Jedi Master focused on the throngs of Jedi caught up in the chaos following the explosions. His team was in there, somewhe-
"Yusan Fenn reporting in for Team Gundark, all copy. Im at the roof of a Storage building two blocks from the gate trying to get a location who could be doing this."
The voice crackled through the vox system onboard the ship, interrupting his train of thought. Good. The senator was still alive. For a moment, Carn wasn't sure if that was a positive or a negative - He had no love for the senate, or politics. Yet duty clung to him, and soon he regained his presence. He lifted the microphone unit from the wall of the ship, and spoke into it to give a general hail to his team members...
::Understood Senator. Team Gundark. This is Master Dista. You have all of ten minutes to get to the roof Senator Fenn just spoke of. I'll be joining you courtesy of a Republic dropship. Our duty will be to sweep and secure the perimeter. With the Force on our side, we'll be quick enough to catch whoever did this and introduce them to the warm end of a Lightsaber. I repeat. Suspend your current activities and gather yourselves on the roof of the storage building two blocks away from the gate along side the Senator to await dropship.
Dista out.::
And so the ship banked. It's graceful turn moved away from it's current sweep brought it around to face the building that the Senator had marked out. He could only hope that his team understood his intentions clearly enough - Secure the Senator, and then attempt to cut off anyone fleeing the site with a strike-team of well armed Jedi.
"Yusan Fenn reporting in for Team Gundark, all copy. Im at the roof of a Storage building two blocks from the gate trying to get a location who could be doing this."
The voice crackled through the vox system onboard the ship, interrupting his train of thought. Good. The senator was still alive. For a moment, Carn wasn't sure if that was a positive or a negative - He had no love for the senate, or politics. Yet duty clung to him, and soon he regained his presence. He lifted the microphone unit from the wall of the ship, and spoke into it to give a general hail to his team members...
::Understood Senator. Team Gundark. This is Master Dista. You have all of ten minutes to get to the roof Senator Fenn just spoke of. I'll be joining you courtesy of a Republic dropship. Our duty will be to sweep and secure the perimeter. With the Force on our side, we'll be quick enough to catch whoever did this and introduce them to the warm end of a Lightsaber. I repeat. Suspend your current activities and gather yourselves on the roof of the storage building two blocks away from the gate along side the Senator to await dropship.
Dista out.::
And so the ship banked. It's graceful turn moved away from it's current sweep brought it around to face the building that the Senator had marked out. He could only hope that his team understood his intentions clearly enough - Secure the Senator, and then attempt to cut off anyone fleeing the site with a strike-team of well armed Jedi.
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