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This is the outside the Temple of the Jedi. Basically speaking, this is the city of Coruscant. This is where the high buildings, the bustling streets, and the market is. Here you'll find many cantina's, restuarants, shops, and other goodies of Coruscant, especially, information.

The whole city was in a frenzy. Tall buildings had been destroyed and demolished. Many citizens died out of either being pummelled by the falling debris or if they were still in the building while it blew up.

The new Supreme Chancellor had dispatched many hover fire trucks and the republic national gaurd to help who was in need. This was the first terorrist attack the planet had since the Jedi, Ordinis, and Sith made amends.

"Dispatch all personal to those areas affected by the attack! We need to help our citizens before we investigate, go now!" The Chancellor yelled at his assitant. He was fumed. He could not believe that in the start of his new term, an attack on Coruscant happened. "Get me Jedi Master Kenobi, now!" He yelled through the intercom to his assistant.

On the Holonet:

"The city was in shambles. Whoever plotted the bombs were very smart and desicive. Many buildings were torn and many innocent civilians were badly hurt. The Republic's Emergency Task Force, or ETF, had all been dispatched. However, with so many buildings turned to ruble, they were not enough. The Chancellor had asked for the Jedi's assitance where, as you can see here, have been doing their best to get the injured healed and to remove the debris of torn buildings out of the way. As I have heard, investigations will commence right after the clean up, though it is rumored that one has already been started up. We were not able to get a comment out of the Jedi at this moment if it were true or not.

However, with the new allaince with the Ordinis, and Sith, and the newly built Temple of the Force, one but cannot assume that they might have a hand in this. Was it a mistake to let the Jedi forgo this peace treaty, or is there a new threat to the Republic? As for right now, it is still too early to have anything concrete, but as the hours go by and the investigations start, we shall know. Until then, keep up hope, Coruscant"

All was not well, and Kinar didn't need the Force to tell him so. The acrid smell of melting plasteel and the faint lingering odour of charred flesh were more than enough, disregarding the chaos that reigned on the ground. Searching with more than his eyes, Kinar stretched the limits of Force perception, straining for any lingering sign of the one responsible for the destruction that sprawled beneath him - nothing. A flash of irritation crossed Kinar's mind, which he quickly repressed - that was not the Jedi way. Making another wider loop, Kinar began his search again from where he'd left the transport, "Fen, we'll come around for another pass, follow me," he signalled to his partner over the commlink.

"I gotcha!" Fen replied, his normally cheerful voice sombre and serious. Looking back quickly, Kinar caught the salute Fen gave him, and nodded back, grinning despite himself. Suddenly, Kinar felt an enormous force well up in the air around him, and his golden eyes flashed in alarm. He felt as if time had stopped, and the speeders were trapped in the air, and could only watch in helpless horror as Fen's speeder was crushed by an invisible hand. As suddenly as it had arrived, the terrible pressure was gone, and Kinar's senses returned, and he heard the oddly muffled explosion as the crushed speeder's mini-reactor was breached, engulfing the remains of the speeder in flames as it tumbled to the ground far below.

Not even a Jedi could retain his calm after such a sight, and Kinar was understandably shaken. Turning his speeder, he descended, taking a lower but safer route back to the transport. "Silvaras!" he called, as he leapt from the vehicle, running toward the slender figure overseeing some of the city's emergency medical personnel.

She looked up, her calm blue eyes piercing through flesh and bone to read the turmoil in Kinar's mind. "What happened?" she asked, concern colouring her voice.

"Fen," Kinar shook his head, swallowing, and continued in a calmer voice, "we were conducting a second sweep when we were attacked, Fen didn't make it."

"Attacked? How? Where?"

Kinar pointed behind him at the collapsing hulk of two towers, "there." He grabbed Silvaras's arm as she made her way toward the speeder, "Don't go, whoever or WHATever's hiding there is more than a match for you."

Silvaras gently disengaged her arm from his grasp, "I don't intend on going," she replied, "but you have to return to the temple to make your report." Kinar nodded, climbing back into the cockpit, "May the Force be with you," she intoned as a benediction as Kinar sped off.

The sight that met Dalaan's eyes as she burst through the clouds in her ship was devastating. The once immaculate city had craters in many areas and fires were starting up, she could feel the pain and fear from the people on the planet through the Force. She was directed to an undemolished hangar where she landed her ship and tossed a few credits to the gaping man. "My home, it's been destroyed." His eyes were widened with shock, when she took a closer look at him she saw blood streaming down the side of his head. She swore loudly in Iridonian and took hold of the man, who was still holding the credits she gave to him limply. "I'm going to take you to a healer." She said softly to his ear.
"It's lost, everything, just gone. Poof!" She knew she wasn't going to get much out of him from her previous experiences with post traumatic stress. "Come on." She said gently, taking him to the nearest Emergency unit. "This guy needs healing and fast."
"So do a lot of people, lady." Said a tired and dirty looking man, who once taking a look at her unspoilt clothing asked. "You come from offplanet?"
"I landed just a few moments ago, a friend called me, he needs my help but i couldn't leave this man on his own. He's got severe head trauma, i'm guessing the adrenaline in his system will run out soon and he's suffering from PTS." The man nodded grimly. "Many others are the same."
"Thanks." Dalaan called as the officer took care of the man she had found. More are like this?

She landed and stepped out of her flyer into the midst of the chaos. She felt fairly happy, but there was a slight twinge of guilt. She felt anger at the gulit and it faded. Debris was still falling, she knew it was dangerous at the moment. As one large peice of fairly heavy building material came flying at her she raised her hand, slowed it and pushed it away. One bomb hadn't gone off but she couldn't risk setting it off now. Instead she would make herself look the innocent.
She picked up one small injured child and headed over to a clear space. Her hand ran over the childs head and came across a lump in the skull. If she knew anything it was how to heal. Though she hadn't worked with anyone so young or small.
She tried her best and managed to partially rejoin the fracture. She picked the child up again and took it over to the healing units that had been set up. Her skin flared with the spiderweb markings and she took her cloak off for easier movement. A few of the Jedi looked over at her with a slight air of worry and curiosity. She ran her hand across the head again and felt no mork or lump.
Wake-up child
She lifted her hand from the head and the child sat up, his wild dark eyes looked around and he seemed paniced.
It's alright, your safe here, your better, go if you will but I warn you it's dangerous at the moment
He stood up and walked towards a group of peole that had gathered not far off. They picked him up and cast her a dirty look before heading away.
Glad to know I'm appreciated
Her apprentice came over, whispered something in her ear and she walked away following Raine.

Vincent stood in the midst of an explosion near the jedi temple. He moved the rubble and saw that the worst of the explosions happened lower into the building. Vincent saw destroyed parts of a small droid near thecenter of where the explosions happened. "Commander, what is that in that droid." The clone commander looked at the droid and scan what was in it. "I think that's some knid of thermal detonater. It seems different than the ones we use though." Vincent picked it up and looked at it. "It seems it feeds off the force. Whatever detonated this must know enough about the force to use something like this." Vincent looked over at the two soldiers in front of him. "Take this to Master Artemis at the jedi temple. I'll be there shortly."

She had planted a second set of explosives, they were far better concealed, more dangerous and due to detonate. She entered a code to a small data pad before moving out of the area. She hoped the tempreatures wouldn't affect it.

The datapad short-curcuited and the sequence went wrong. The explosives nearest her went off rather than further away. A peice of debris took her by surprise, knocking her out and sending her flying. A second peice crushed the datapad and the sequence stopped suddenly. There was no chance for the others to go off, the onslaught had come to a twisted stop.

Blood soaked her clothes, matted her hair and stained her skin. She was alone, badly injured and who was to say that the Jedi would help her, they would probably just blame her and let her die.