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Insurrection (SWSE)

.“This is Seven-Aurek-Six to city patrols, we need backup at the Ekrine Zoo immediately!” Ayoma shouted into the comm link. Despite not having actually authority, they still gave the rangers a through-line to real law enforcement, along with an official call-sign. The convolutions of their employment were ultimately public sector.

“Seven-Aurek-Six, you are on official channels,” dispatch droned in reply.

“Affirmative, GUF sighted, armed and headed my way now, request backup!” she panicked.

She’d already called the zoo personnel, some of whom had armed themselves with the weapons intended for reek break outs. But not her human co-workers. The realization had made her nauseas. Two of them were rangers too.

“Ayoma, they’re calling back at my desk, civilian lines,” Tharun Ex, the Besalisk zoo director yelled over to her, “Did you already use the LE comm?” “Yes!” she replied in exasperation, “Please tell them it’s for real and I’m not just some idiot playing a joke in a crisis!”

“I have been!”

Ayoma didn’t know the words for the sizes of army detachments, but there were at least a hundred humans outside, half armored and some with gauche pre-packaged propagandist holobanners. Some had been firing wildly into the air already.

“Get everyone inside, active shooter drill-style, but like, this time, do fight back as they come in!” she called down to Tharun, “This is gonna be bad either way but we’re gonna lose harder if we meet them on this!”

She ran towards the employee entrance landing in case the imperialists had been looking for a convenient place to get in, hoping for law enforcement in a what-if-i-won-the-lottery kind of way, when she saw something impossible-- that tall woman from earlier in the day (Ayoma was working doubles because of all this nonsense), back watching the Toorgas, almost exactly where she met her.

“Ma’am?! Uh, *whatwasyourname,* Ilah?!” she called out to her, jogging up.

The Kaminoan woman turned and gave her that same smile, like starlight, the kind that made her stomach feel funny in ways that weren’t related to imminent insurrection, and she just waved.

“Ilah this is the absolute worst time to visit the zoo, we closed, the GUF is outside, uhhh,” Ayoma ran a hand through her own hair, working out the best place to just hide, “I think maybe if we got you to the sublevels, you’d be safe, I’m so sorry.”

“I am not worried, Ayoma,” she said just as warm and calm, sending a wash of relief over the Mirialan that Ayoma knew was out of place given the situation.

“But you need to be, that’s the problem,” Ayoma was so tempted to take Ilah’s three-fingered hands and pull her away from the loping toorgas, “There’s armed and marching GUF outside and they’re staring right at the z--”

An airspeeder crashed into the toorga exhibit, but given the space the animals needed, they managed not to hit anyone, toorgas included. Ayoma drew her blaster and set her stance to aim-- it was not as close as she was used to firing, but she was hesitant to get closer.

Three humans clambered out of the now-wrecked airspeeder, each with blasters of their own, and checked themselves while Ayoma fired.

It was not protocol. Blasters were for the dangerous animals, not people. And she hadn’t given them warning, but they had rifles and GUF armor. They weren’t here to see the baby reek.

Only one was even looking around, the other two were still checking the ship when she fired, but she got them square in the chest plate. He wasn’t down, but he looked hurt, and decidedly shocked. Thank you, she prayed silently. By the time the other two began returning fire, a peculiar thing happened.

Ilah pulled out a blue lightsaber and began parrying away their fire, even when it was aimed at Ayoma specifically.

“We should move in,” she said over the din, manipulating the laser sword with preternatural grace. Ayoma was beginning to swoon, literally.

“We should retreat!” Ayoma managed to answer, her head swimming. How was a Jedi here, in her zoo, saving her life? “There’s more at the entrance level who will get in!”

“All the more reason to take care of the situation here.”

The blaster fire swept around her as Ilah took off-- Ayoma thought the Jedi was flying, but didn’t think too long as she went for cover finally. She peeked up in order to get the shot, but one GUF goon was now without a rifle, and the others were trying to back away from a whole Jedi swinging at them. But there was something conspicuous in the way Ilah wasn’t murdering them. Now that they were distracted, Ayoma snuck around to get into a decent pistol range.

Over the hum of that legendary weapon, the ranger heard Ilah... talking them down? That can’t be right! Ayoma sat confused.

“Your enterprise is doomed to fail,” blaster fire, parry, repeat, ”Rather than be here, taking over the very obviously crucial target of a city zoo, you could be at home with your families,” rifle clatter, “There is a worthier cause in peace than profit,” now, just the sound of the saber.

“You’re right,” one of the humans said through a cheap helmet, “I don’t know why we’re here.”

“Miss Ayoma, is there an emergency exit nearby by which they might egress?” Ilah inquired in those same exact beach-shore tones, soft waves of sense and sensibility in every word.

“Yeah, I gotta unlock it,” Ayoma stood, “It uh... Was secured earlier, for, ya know...”

Ayoma waved her pistol around helplessly at the would-be soldiers. Ilah chuckled, causing Ayoma’s purple skin to deepen. She went over to the emergency lift for their level, manually unlocked it, and let the imperialists... just go. But the clicks of it relocking and a deep breath made her feel better.

“Ilah, why are you here?” she turned back to the seemingly ever peaceful woman.

“I had to.” she shrugged, then folded her arms.

“What does that mean?”

“I sensed something about you.”

“What does that mean?!”

“Come, I fear the next part will be far less pleasant,” Ilah began walking into the zoo while Ayoma stood agape. The ranger had almost forgotten her comm-link.

“Seven-Aurek-Six to zoo broadcast,” she said through a fog of shock, “Reinforcements are here.”

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Ilah Pei

A true once-in-an-era occurrence, this Kaminoan Jedi has taken up the path of a Consular, feeling as though the Jedi had many warriors and far fewer diplomats as in ages past. Removed from the center of galactic politics has relegated her to small, informal goodwill missions rather than proper politics. She has shown great aptitude as a peacemaker in more than one instance where even last measure violence would have created intractable situations for generations to come, such as the Arkanian Situation in 119 ABY. Ilah is one of the few extant Jedi who essentially grew up as one. As atypical as it is, she was foreseen by the Jedi who would become her own master, and was subsequently adopted when the question of what to do with a Force-sensitive Kaminoan came up.

She was given as much education on her own people as was feasibly obtained and could be taught by an offworlder. She is thus a bit more personable than your typical Kaminoan, rather less servile and instead driven to the cause of peace.

That did not stop her from mastering Ataru, but that’s another story.

Ilah Pei Kaminoan Jedi 7/ Jedi Knight 7

Str 10 Dex 15 Con 12 Int 14 Wis 16 Cha 18

Feats 1 Weapon Finesse 2b Rapid Strike 3 Force Training 4b Skill Focus UTF 6 Force Training 6b Assured attack 9 Follow Through 12 Force Training

Force Powers 12 Rebuke Hawkbat Swoop Saber Swarm Disarming Slash Sarlacc Sweep Surge Move Object Mind Trick x3 Farseeing Force Thrust

Force Techniques Force Point Recovery Improved Mind Trick Improved Move Light Object

Talents Block Deflect Adept Negotiator Force Persuasion Shii-Cho Ataru Vigilance Sheltering Stance

Skills Trained Use the Force +21 Jump +12 Knowledge: Life Sciences +14 Knowledge: Galactic Lore +14

Pontite Crystal in standard lightsaber

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