Nei found that hiding was relatively easy, her Jedi robes by now were dirty, smudged and torn, so she simply looked like many of the poorer space workers and so didn't stick out if she stuck to the sidelines. So sneaking out of the cargo bay she'd stowed away on was as easy as sneaking in.
She tried to make her way out of the docks - unaware of what planet or station she was on - but was distracted by sounds of fighting from one of the hangars she was trying to pass-by.
She ducked down behind some crates where she could get a look, and saw two pairs of men fighting, one with lightsabres the other two canine men fighting with their teeth and claws. She doesn't need to rely on lightsabre colours to tell what side of the force they fell upon, and whilst she might have left the Jedi behind them, she hadn't done so to avoid doing good.
So she closes her eyes and draws a deep breath as she channels that familiar feeling within her to control the force. As she fixed on the power she opened her eyes and twisted her hands to create two force whirlwinds trapping the half in each fight she could sense the most darkness in.
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