Gabriel Rivern, standing in a well lit plaza of Halcyon Station above Corellia, shifted as he felt his lightsaber rested against his left thigh while he watched the miniature holographic battle between some Droid Starfighters and Naboo N-1 Starfighters. He knew that the holograms were controlled by droids locked in a neverending war game. The holographic fighters tended to buzz by the heads of pedestrians as they flew around. Sometimes they would fly so low that they were almost cutting the legs out from people as they sped past. The battle was of Naboo, when the droid command ship was destroyed. The command ship was high above his head at the moment as he rested against an unmodified T-47 airspeeder.<br/><br/>He'd been watching a group of Togruta when the screaming started. Barely ducking a blaster bolt that ricocheted of the glass of the airspeeder, he dove onto the ground and rolled out of the way as guys in phase II Clone trooper armor started spraying and praying with their blaster rifles. He drew his DC-17M and converted it into it's sniper rifle configuration. From what he could tell, the attackers weren't even aiming. They were gonna pay for this.<br/><br/>"What the...." He grunted, noticing a Mirialan about to get shot in the back as he called out to them, "Hey!! Duck now!! You're in the way!!"<br/><br/>He was moving, making his way toward the Mirialan he was screaming at as he fired back at the people attacking the station. It took a second, but thanks to his eagle-like eyesight, he realized these guys were mercenaries. His fire sowed havoc among them, causing several whom he'd gut shot to kill each other before he reached his goal.<br/><br/>"Didn't you hear me?!" He snarled while tackling the Mirialan, whom he realized was female moments before a stray blaster bolt would have taken her head clean off, "I said to get down!!"