René backed away from the man with the blaster instincitvely, accidentaly falling over a chair and timbling backwards in the process. She got up just in time to see the man who had been staring at her punch another attacker. Straightening her gown, she got up and looked around at the goup of people now staring at the three people who had been involved. René tucked away her credentials and drew a small, palmsized blaster.

"W-w-what was that about?" she asked, her voice quivering, her eyes scrutinizing every patron in the bar. "Are you all right, Mrs. Darklighter?"

She caught the rescuers eye, nodded and smiled warmly, a silent 'Thank You' for the help, then said, "What about you, sir? Are you all right?"

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As Jai went to stand up, the man did too...one swift kick in a rather discreet place and he went back down with a high-pitched squeak.

"Don't worry about me, Kid. I got everything covered.", she said with a smirk as she looked down at the man writhing on the floor.

John walked in quietly, sisliding his way across the room, the two men moving to flank him keeping trouble makers from crossing his path. they were both a foot taller than John, whose six foot frame was nothing to sneer at. He wore simple grey slacks, with a long black tunic over them covered by a travelling cloak. The Fulcrum's eye was in its usual spot, retracted to keep from interfering with the others.

He remembered Alderaan, as it was, a very long time ago, before Bail....before the coming of the Empire, the coming of darkness. HIs own blue eyes opened up deeply, the iris opening...the past seeming to flow through it...

He stood in his reverie for a swecond before the dark haired man tapped him lightly on the shoulder.

"Master, this was not a wise idea."
Azrael, hush for a moment." John said to the taller man. he slipped back out of his reverie, staring into the face of Azrael.

"My friend, this place was the site of a great loss. An entire planet gone, life extinguished. All that is left is rock and ash. It is our responsibility to remember these people...these sons and daughters of Alderaan, that their sacrifice...their loss is never forgotten. For if we forget this past, we open the door to repeating it. The history that created warriors like you and Conrad." He said softly, pointing to the man to his right. "Only by accepting and remembering what has come before can we break the cycle of miserable wars. Only then will there be peace, and men like you and i and Conrad can finally rest."

Azrael looked up at him, studying him, bowing. "I have much to learn master."

After everything had calmed down, and the two would-be assassins were hauled off, Jai, the young woman, and the young man all sat down at a table together.

"Well...another day in the life of a Solo.", Jai remarked.

Out of the corner of her eye she noticed John J. walk in, flanked by two huge men whom she had never seen before. She turned to the two at the table with her and said, "It's been a pleasure, but I see an old friend whom I can't pass up haveing a conversation with. If you'll excuse me..."

With that, Jai slipped out of her seat and approached John...

"Hello, Mr. Sheridan."

"Hello, Mrs. Darklighter, it is a pleasure to see you again." John shifted easily, turning to watch the younger peope Jai had been sitting with. "I did not mean to take you away from your fun."
The dark haired man flanking John on his left studied her for a moment, but kept silent.

"Fun?", Jai smirked. "You call getting ambushed and sitting alone with two lovey-dovey's fun? Not this Solo."

Jai glanced at the man who was looking at her and spoke to John while keeping her brandy brown gaze on the man, "And who are your friends, John J.?"

Renéwatched Jaina get up, expecting the man to go with her. So she glanced around the room, planning to follow this Solo- wherever she would go, to get the story. If this agent didn't get in her way, that is. So she finished her drink and slid out of the booth, under the facade of going to the bathroom. Once there, she climbed up into the ceiling via a removable panel, and crawled to the vent where she could see Solo. There were many vents in the asteroid, and she could access any of them. So she waited.

"The man who can not keep his eyes to himself is Azrael, 1stc, The other is Conrad, 1stc. Both promisng scouts. when they come of age, they will be welcomed by the rest." John looked thoughtfully for a moment, leaning on Azrael. A light on the eyepiece was blinking, and Azrael nodded.

"Master, we need to get you back to the ship, it will begin any time."

"Azrael, i know."

Come then, let us return to the festivity when you are well."

"Azrael, be courteous, this young lady has come to us, i believe we should accomodate her."

"Master, that has never been done before, it is not the way of things." Azrael spoke quietly.

"She will bring no harm to us, Azrael." Conrad spoke softly, his gravelly voice soft, almost imperctible.. "She will bring no harm to our kind."

"You see, even Conrad thinks it is a good idea."

"I did not say that master, I said only that she would bring no harm to us by being there."

I stand corrected, however the point is moot. Jai, would you like to come with us, be our guests for an evening? I would stay here, but i have grown tired in my old age. I would hate to cause a scene."

"It would be my pleasure to hang out with you, John J...that is, as long as your pals here just look...and don't touch."

(sorry for the short post..didn't have much to say, lol)