Marisol and two members of her personal resistance organization, which had been pieced out of the framework of her father's former gang, watched the Imperial broadcast from a bar inside the spacestation<br/><br/>Marisol, a devout Catholic, balked at the idea of the Imperium's "god king" and the propanganda the speaker spread made her sick....literally sick to her stomach. After the doctor was shot, she bowed her head in prayer to wish the doctor peace in the afterlife.<br/><br/>She motioned to her the escort to follow her out of the bar,<br/><br/>"<em>Vamos amigos</em>, this is making me sick"<br/><br/>