[center][b][color=7bcdc8]Xeviiy Sinclair[/color][/b]
[b][color=f7976a]Coruscant[/color][/b][/center]

Xeviiy had sensed someone else enter the room, though it was quickly forgotten when the life-like vision continued on, it had seemed to be working out so far, the man was obviously falling under her suggestion, then all of a sudden, she was startled as the man was struck by a blaster bolt and crumpled to the ground. Looking at where the shot came from, the other man seemingly unfazed by killing his partner, she couldn't believe someone would be capable of such things, then it only became worse as he directed his attention to the father of the family, she couldn't watch him die, but before she could speak out against what he was planning to do, another shot rang out and the father too was dead.

Xeviiy felt her heart sink, but in that same light, it also filled with anger, seeing the scared family who just lost a husband and father. Her hand shook it hovered near her waist, just begging to pull her weapon to her hand and strike the man down, but she couldn't draw herself to do such a thing, she believed that all life was sacred, though when it came being face to face with someone who killed two people in cold blood without an ounce of remorse, it was hard to believe her own idealism, surely someone like him was okay to kill if it mean saving a family, right?

She was drawn out of her thought when the man started to put his sights on the rest of the family members, “No!” She shouted as she used the force to try and blast the man away from the family before quickly sprinting over to them, she couldn't let them die, she just couldn't, what kind of Jedi would she be if she did, no what kind of a person would she be? But that same question also drew her mind back to her weapon, how was she supposed to know if drawing her blade was the right thing to do? Whilst the man was unpleasant, surely he also had a family and how would they feel should he be removed from this world, regardless of his crimes.

That's what the problem was with being a Jedi, even when they did right, someone always ended up hurt in the process and right now this conflict felt like it was pulling her in two different directions, draw her weapon and strike the man down, saving the rest of the family but also take a son away from another family, though the opposite was just as bad to where the family she was trying to save would be dead, what was she to do?

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[center][b][color=7ea7d8]Leon Athos[/color][/b]
[b][color=f7976a]Coruscant[/color][/b][/center]

Leon was in the middle of taking a drag from his cigarette when Anna showed she wasn't too fond of his joke before hearing her speak her mind, “Yeah, well there's a lot of things they don't like me doing, if I hadn't performed so well in my early career, I'd probably only be a Sergeant, and I don't always get into trouble, it just has an unnatural attraction to me.” He responded, a small crack of a grin appearing on his face.

When she refused his cigarette though, he couldn't help but laugh a little at her comment “Yes Lieutenant, but with things like war so much deadlier, things like these are small in comparison.” He spoke to her, taking one last drag before throwing it to the ground and then crushed it under his foot. “But for you, I'll try to cut back on it, can't have you being completely bored if I die.” He chuckled to her once more.

Her next remark did surprise him the most however, figuring she may have felt a tad insulted in regards to his comment, but before he could say anything, she was ready to leave and he figured he shouldn't upset her more. Soon standing up, he began to walk in the direction where the Jedi temple was located, it wasn't far, but it'd be a bit of a walk. In silence, he couldn't help but feel he needed to say something, “Look Lieutenant, I'm not saying you aren't valuable to the Republic, you are, you're valuable to me as well, I don't know how many times I would've fallen behind on my paperwork if it weren't for you...” He let out a sight, closing his eyes for a moment before opening them and continuing, “I apologize if my comment seemed insulting, all I was trying to get at is how much harder it is on the field, watching brothers and sisters you trained with, die or end up maimed right in front of you, you can't just ignore what you've seen...or what you've done.” He trailed off, looking at his prosthetic hand, clenching it into a fist tightly before releasing it, lord knows that he's done a few things during that time he wished he hadn't.