As the pirates, not use to diplomacy Roma used the force to ensnare and cause them to violently bash into each other crushing their communicator. After a moment or two of the bashing Roma feeling the conscience slip away from them as they were blacking out he lowered them to the ground while simultaneously deactivating the light sabers, returning them to the inner folds of his robes. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes straightening up looking at the pirates, "Always the hard way with their kind" Roma spoke quietly as crouched next to the unconscious bodies and plucked their blasters hurling them into the surround bush.<em>When they wake up that should stall them for a little bit...</em>He turned his attention to the body of water glistening in the early light. Pulling the necklace from his neck he tilted the purple bladed light saber and lashed it to the hilt before storing it. Out of the corner of his eye he saw flickering, turning his head he peered to the source of it, seeing a flash of his dead love. Roma covered his eyes rubbing them, as he cursed using the force to hurl a large stone half way across the lake. Crouching down rubbing his head, he took a few breaths before standing again. Breathing deeply he tried to meditate, focus himself with the force and become whole again.<em>This is why anger isn't the solution... once the dam is broken it flows freely and is difficult to harness and master without being consumed blindly by it</em>After a few moments of collection he exhaled deeply, feeling renewed and alive again.