Dareia walked through the under city of Coruscant, her long robe hiding red and black clothes beneath while a hood obscured her features. Could she have chosen to use the Force to fully stealth herself? Yes. But why go to such measures when they weren't strictly necessary? Sometimes it was just as effective to blend with a crowd or obscure your identity. This was a lesson that was sometimes missed, she thought, by some others who, once they mastered the ability to fully stealth themselves, seemed to forget the more basic skills and rely too heavily on their more advanced, but also more taxing skills. Dareia, however, preferred to be as efficient and effective as possible. While Stealth was technically more effective at fully masking your presence, such was not always necessary, and the downsides, such as the concentration and effort of remaining stealthed made it far less efficient in instances such as this.<br/><br/>Thus, the young Jedi walked the streets at as quick a pace as was feasible while appearing unhurried and without arousing suspicion. At least without arousing more suspicion that anyone else in the area, anyways.  This part of Coruscant was, unfortunately, pretty shady and filled with a lot more crime than the Jedi might like to admit. As such, many of the people around tended to be shady and somewhat suspicious by nature. She had done her fair share of investigating in this part of the city, so blending in was almost like second nature at this point.<br/><br/>As with her usual visits to the red light district, Dareia was here on a mission from the council. She had been sent here to investigate someone who had been committing vigilantism. It was certainly not the type of crime she usually investigated, but given that the council was concerned by the mysterious individual who had released information on the Holonet that he knew who the Dark Lord of the Sith was, they were focused more on investigating things related to this rumor, this mysterious person, than on the usual crime. Now,  there was no proof that this vigilante was the same person, and many on the council had their doubts, but Dareia suspected that they were connected, if not the same person. She felt it, and she never doubted her intuition.<br/><br/>As she made her way through the streets, her attention was drawn beyond a suspended bridge to where she could sense some sort of commotion. Maybe it was what she was looking for, maybe it wasn't, but she wouldn't take the chance of letting it slip away if it was. She altered her course, crossing the bridge to find two men fighting with lightsabers, although one also held a blaster. It was quite clear to her that neither were Jedi. One was a Sith, that much was made obvious by his presence in the Force, if his dark robes and crimson blade weren't enough to draw a pretty clear conclusion.<br/><br/>The other, though, was neither Sith, nor Jedi. Yet he wielded a lightsaber, though without any formal training, she gathered, and he was Force sensitive, too. Who was he, exactly? She didn't know for sure, but she had her suspicions. The question now, however, was what she was going to do about it. Let things play out and hope he didn't die, or make a move to ensure he didn't?<br/><br/>She thought it best to not intervene unless necessary, although she did prefer that he remain alive, in case he was who she suspected him to be. There was no guarantee that her intervention would be necessary to ensure that this happened, yet if she did intervene she was most definitely reveal herself to be a Jedi. It didn't take her more than a moment to dismiss these concerns, however, as she knew that she could not risk allowing the Sith to escape. She was a Shadow, after all. Without hesitation she practically erased her presence, masking her presence in the Force and bending light and sound to hide her physical presence. She then slowly approached the Sith who continued to engage the untrained but not untalented younger man.<br/><br/>She waited until the Sith was sufficiently distracted, taunting the younger man and laughing before she quickly moved in close to him, pulling out her blade and igniting one of the two ends of the blade so that it pierced the Sith's heart. "Who needs an army when you have a Jedi?" she asked with a smile unbefitting the situation, watching as his eyes quickly changed to a look of surprise before he fell to the ground. "Well, that was easier than I thought it'd be," she muttered to herself as she deactivated the blade, putting it away and waving all of the nosy passerbys away. "Alright. Away you go. Nothing to see here," she waved a hand and watched as they scattered like bugs afraid of the sunlight, running back to their little hidey-holes. "Honestly," she muttered before glancing over to the young man, "You're not thinking about running, are you?" she asked, "Please don't run. I really don't feel like chasing anyone at this particular moment," she made her request with a casual tone, as though the request were both perfectly normal and perfectly reasonable.