Under the loud noise of the fierce Storm Trooper march against the Jedi rebellion -as they called it-, Master Kjolmar Delacroix attempted to apply stealth to his risky escape. It had all happened so fast. One minute he had been gathering some information files for his fellow Jedi, the next minute he found them being brutally slaughtered by the Storm Troopers under the command of Supreme Chancellor Palpatine. "Execute Order 66." The same ruthless words kept haunting Kjolmar's mind while he tried to stay hidden from the patrolling troopers. Coruscant was no longer a safe place for any Jedi and Kjolmar knew he had to leave as far as possible, to the Outer Rim even.

But he couldn't leave without his assigned Padawan, Finn, who was still at the Jedi Temple. Upon arrival, he was approached by the Protocol Droid, C3PO. "Oh, Master Delacroix! You must leave right this instant or they'll kill you too! Master Skywalker has turned to the dark side and he killed all the younglings in the temple!" Kjolmar's brief hope upon seeing the droid vanished into thin air upon hearing the news. "No... Anakin..." His hand turned into a fist. "Threepio... Even Finn?" The droid made a beeping sound before answering. "I am sorry, Master Delacroix." Kjolmar frowned in both anger and grief. "What about the others?" C3PO seemed to sigh, a bit odd for a droid. Then again, Protocol Droids were designed to have a humanoid aspect. "Master Yoda is on Kashyyyk with the Wookies and Master Kenobi still hasn't returned from Utapau since his battle with Grievous. And Master Windu... Once again I must bring you terrible news, sir. Master Windu has been slain by the Chancellor."

Kjolmar felt frozen on the spot. Not only had his Padawan been slaughtered, his former Master as well. "You must go now, sir!", C3PO said, "JarJar and I will take care of Senator Amidala. She is not considered a threat to the Republic." While Kjolmar seemed to be in doubt, he forced himself to make a quick decision. "Tell Padmé to keep a low profile for now." With those words, Kjolmar started running off. As he made his way to a spaceship, he blamed himself for not expressing his distrust in Anakin more clearly. Kjolmar entered the coordinates for Naboo as a destination setting, at this point still unaware that he would crash on the nearby Tattooine instead. All of a sudden he got the feeling that someone was approaching him. He quickly drew his blue lightsaber and prepared for battle if needed. "Who's there? Show yourself!"

She ran through the streets and alleys of Coruscant, taking a turn here and another there. At times she checked over her shoulders hoping they would not appear at the end of the street. She was in luck it seemed, the soldiers had not followed. Creeping into some abandoned clutter, she shivered and thought about the jedi who had freed her from slavery. The jedi who now lay dead in the gutter somewhere, unless the soldiers had done something with him. "Run Aayla" he'd called as he drew his yellow lightsaber when the soldiers found them. She'd hesitated, but then had ran. She could feel it in the force when he'd lost the battle.

The force, such a wondrous sense to have. Not that she had known she was force sensitive when she was young and was running errands for the Hutt. She had known she was destined for pleasure. That was when a "look here" feeling poked at her, and she looked up just as something that looked like jedi robes drew past. Aayla stood up and tried to follow surreptiously, uncertain what to do. Still, she had to get away from Coruscant, it would be too dangerous here.

When he stepped onto a ship she'd made up her mind and entered the ship behind him, heading toward the cargo bay when he headed for the bridge. She would make her presence known when they had left the planet. His sudden call for her to reveal herself made her creep closer into the shadows. The force was obviously more on his side than on hers, but she was hesitant to answer, hoping it was not her he was calling for.

There wasn't any answer, just some twiddling sounds. He slowly walked closer to the source of the sounds. Kjolmar noticed someone hiding in the shadows, someone rather short. Taller than his slain padawan tho. Why was it that he compared their seize anyway? It was definitely not a trooper, the last thing they'd do was hide in the shadows while Kjolmar was all by himself. The same could be assumed for the Sith. Whoever this was, Kjolmar had a hunch he or she wasn't particularly hostile.

The ship beeped once, indicating that the coordinates for Naboo were set and it was ready to leave. Stranger in the shadows or not, Kjolmar knew he had little time to waste. Without withdrawing his weapon (one couldn't be too cautious), he slightly lowered his guard. "Whoever you are, show yourself. I have no intention of hurting you unless you attack me."