STAR WARS: RETROSPECTION- Liberator

"I appreciate your effort, Wentar. It is further evidence that the honor and bravery of the Jedi still stand despite these darkened days for the Republic. What with the Order losing one of it's most prized Masters, and the nonsense that just happened on Malastare, I'm astonished that the Order is maintaining its integrity!"

He is referring to two events. The first was the death of Qui-Gon Jinn during the Naboo invasion at the hands of a Sith warrior. The second was a bloody shootout that happened on Malastare a few weeks ago, when Jedi confronted a group of Dark Siders led by a man named Kuylen, who may or may not be the second Sith that the Council is looking for; dozens of Republic officers died, and the Dark Jedi escaped.

"But, we shall see what the Chancellor has in store for us today," the Senator says, finishing his breakfast. "Come, we must prepare. We will take an air shuttle over to the Senate chambers."

"It's true, though all organizations suffer tragedy from time to time, the Order has lasted through worse," Wentar says. "It will be an interesting experience I'm sure. I am curious to see what changes the Chancellor will be supporting."

"I have heard rumor that today's meeting will primarily concern the Massacre at Malastare," Farl says. "Security matters and such. The Jedi Order has powerful agents with which it protects the Republic, but they are not omnipotent."

"Interesting... Guess we shall find out more soon."

Anything Wentar can do to help Farl prepare or is it all legal mumbo jumbo that'll go right over his head?

Lacking the skill of Law, there is not much that Wentar can do to assist Farl in organizing before the Senate meeting. As it is, Senator Farl is mostly going to listen and only speak up to assure that Triskatan's best interests are being served.

Shortly, Senator Farl is ready to leave. His attire is composed of lighter shades of gray, and he has deliberately worn a gun holster attached to his belt. Within is a sleek white pistol.

"Just in case," he says, as Emso makes a few last efforts to clean the Senator's outfit. "Ready, Jedi?"

In his usual white tunic and cream robes with his lightsaber fastened to his belt Wentar is indeed ready to go. "Ready whenever you are, Senator."

Senator Farl bids adieu to Emso; his assistant is to remain in the suite and ensure that it remains secure. Emso watches as you go.

Met along the way by some of the Senator's advisors and aides, you return to the landing platform where Wentar was dropped off the prior day. The air shuttle- like the ones seen in Phantom Menace- is waiting on the platform when you emerge.

That's odd... the Senatorial guards are gone, Wentar.

"Senator, is there any reason why the Senatorial guards aren't at their post today?" Wentar asks, slowing down and keeping his hand close to his lightsaber.

The Senator casts a wary eye about the landing pad, then smiles, gesturing to the airspeeder. The Senatorial guards are descending the ramp.

"Calm yourself, friend. There they are. Only checking the airspeeder for potential threats, I'm sure?"

One of the guards nods.

"This way, Senator," the guard says.

"Indeed... I must still be jumpy after last night," Wentar says wearily.

"Oh? What happened last night?" Senator Farl asks as he proceeds up the ramp into the airspeeder.

You feel uncomfortable aboard the airspeeder, Wentar.

"Well..." Wentar starts, stopping when he gets about the speeder. "Something doesn't feel right..."

It's just me, Farl and the pilot aboard yeah?

"Oh, come now, Wentar," the Senator says, patting you on the back. "Nothing to fear in a classy ride such as this!"

You, Senator Farl, the pilot/chauffer, the Senator's retinue, and the pair of Senatorial guards are coming aboard. Everyone except the pilot and the guards are sitting in the comfy lounge seats in the main cabin of the airspeeder. The pilot is in the cockpit, and the guards are staying by the exit ramp.

Hmm, is this a danger sense or a 'I'm uncomfortable with being pampered' feeling?

Leaning towards the former, but you can't place it.

"I'm not so sure... Something is definitely off."

So an untraceable uncomfortable feeling... I'm not sure what to make of it.

With that, the airspeeder leaves the landing pad with its passengers safely aboard, hovering into the air over the great precipice that is the space between the megaskyscrapers of Coruscant. It skims along quietly as the Senator's retinue chat about meaningless things like the weather and recent celebrity news pieces. Senator Farl sits smiling quietly amongst them. The guards stay quietly in position at attention.

Your discomfort continues to grow.

Wentar will move into the cockpit, it's the first place I can think of to check up on.

The pilot is wearing a prim and proper uniform with a captain's hat.

"Hello, sir," he greets as he steers the airspeeder through Coruscanti traffic. "Can I help you?"

"Just trying to clear my head," Wentar says, looking around the cockpit. "Take off went smoothly?"

Nothing looks or feels out of place to Wentar?