Nubia The shuttle flew over the city, carrying the two Jedi that had come to help bring an end to violent protest that had broken out over the city. When the Empire had pulled out, the people had been emboldened to rise up against what they viewed were unfair work conditions. The protests had spread quickly and then turned violent. Both sides had become entrenched in their views, both sides were convinced they were in the right. The Alliance had offered to help mediate and bring stability back to the system. So Firen had come when he was asked. These were the types of missions he had gone one with his Master quite often, he remembered them being so boring. His whiskers twitched slightly as he thought of her, captured, gone, likely dead. He had tried to save her, but she had told him to go, made him. None of it brought him comfort, he had failed her but she would want him to do this. He looked over the Jedi Master who had asked him to come. He was familiar with Arda, they had run into one another back before he even knew what a Jedi was. That seemed like such a long time ago, an entire lifetime. He had grown as a Jedi, promoted to Knight. He didn't feel ready."Looks bad down there." he said looking out the window, seeing the rows of riot police lining up to face the horde of protesters outside the building where the meeting would take place. "This could all go up flames at any second..." he said straightening his robes, checking to make sure his Lightsaber was still there. He had finished constructing his own, a hilt actually made for his small hands. He had trained the lightsaber his Master had given him, but it was too heavy and large for him. This one was easier to use but felt weird to him. The shuttle made its final approach, the lawn of the government building the meeting was being held in. Protestors threw any items they could at the shuttle, a glass bottle broke on the window next to Arda's seat.