<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/6r6oeF9.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong>Aria Riversong (https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1kcSKF8ZpejDBAzAEUoiEomXw94htTcCYLZ_WTcT3f1c/edit?usp=sharing)<br/><strong>Hit Points :</strong>51 / 51<br/><strong>Condition :</strong>0 (Healthy)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Defenses</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Reflex :</strong> 20 (Flat Footed 18)<br/><strong>Fortitude :</strong> 19<br/><strong>Will :</strong> 20<br/></div></div><br/><strong>Noteworthy Features :</strong>Cloaked with a black cloak.  Obviously feminine. Beaming red eyes with a pure white hair. There is a blaster pistol at the woman's hip.<br/><strong>Tag :</strong>Coruscant Undercity<br/><hr/>Force Perception<br/>Use the Force : (2) + 16 = 18<br/><hr/>Aria's line of thinking was bothering her too much and dragging grief to the forefront. She wanted to remove herself from the simple and yet deep situation. Not because she was heartless towards the kittens, but because her heart was reacting in a way she wasn't used to. In a way that her master would immieadtely shut down and remind her of more important things.<em>And yet that wasn't going to happen here.</em><br/><br/>Aria focused her attention instead towards moving on. The vent was pointed out.<em>Aria was not climbing through a vent of spaceport and spaceship EXHUAST PARTICLES.</em>She instead studied the vent and follolwed where it was going. Though given the clustered mess, she would probably lose track of it quickly. So instead, she closed her eyes.<br/><br/><em>The force still servers her. The force will decide if she lives or dies. She'll need to make it allow her to live.</em><br/><br/>Her mind tried to connect with it, and feel the scene in it's more entirety. Beyond what her eyes could ever perceive alone. Feel the particles... Feel the moving air. Follow it... Twisting... Turning... Clumping and being pushed through.... Where was it originating? Her mind tried to hear the origin of the humming of the spaceship engines... Trying to pick up the people who were there moving cargo or otherwise being busy. Where was it? Her mind opened. Trying to take in all the information of these questions into her mind, hoping the force would return them to her.<br/><br/>The exchange earlier had her bothered, and her mind wasn't focused. Her teeth grit, imagining that the dead mother would soon be her.<em>Or Tikva.</em>The clashing mindset otherwise made the normally strong-minded force user faulter in her attempt. Doing the endeavor very poorly.