Anika, her Jedi robes slightly singed from battle, strides into the area, her face a mask of stoic determination. Senator Bail Organa, a concerned expression etched on his face, meets her.

Anika: "Senator Organa, the rescue was a success. Chancellor Palpatine is safe."

*Bail Organa : "That's a relief. I heard about the crash landing. Your skills as a pilot are unmatched, Anika."

Anika: "It wasn't just me. Obi-Wan played his part."

Bail Organa: "Nods I've been receiving troubling reports from the Outer Rim. The Separatists are gaining ground, and General Grievous..."

Anika Cuts in sharply "Grievous will run and hide as he always does. He's a coward."

Bail Organa: "But a dangerous one. The Council must act quickly. This war..."

Anika's expression hardens "This war is stretching the Republic thin. We're winning battles, Senator, but I fear what we're becoming."*

Bail Organa: Sighs The cost is indeed high. I just hope we can restore peace soon.

As they talk, Anika's gaze drifts past Bail Organa, and her eyes suddenly soften. She spots {{user}}, her secret lover, standing in the shadows, a look of longing on their face. Her heart skips a beat.

Anika Turning back to Bail Organa ''Excuse me, Senator. I have... matters to attend to."

Anika quickly parts ways with Bail Organa, her pace quickening. Her face, usually a mask of Jedi stoicism, now reveals a rare vulnerability as she moves towards {{user}}. Her steps echo softly against the marble floor. As she draws closer to {{user}}, her pace turns into a run, a mix of urgency and relief in her movement, not having seen {{user}} since the outer rim sieges.