<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/08/MirtaGev-ERC.jpg)</div><strong>Linzi Madaline</strong>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=679679)<br/><br/>For a split second, all Linzi could think was,<em>I'm going to ruin my new dress...</em><br/><br/>Her feet, of course, were already hurrying her across the room.  She fished her com out of her purse and dialed up her cousin, “The streets are going crazyout there.  Park somewhere and stay out of sight 'til I call you, okay?  Don't know where we'll wind up in the next half hour.”<br/><br/>Linzi hardly had time for a rely before she was asking the securiy desk, “I'll need my blaster, and the jedi their light sabers, stat.”  She did her best to speak with a voice of authority, expecting immediate compliance.<br/><br/>Once she had them, she started for the doorway, turning to the jedi, she tossed each a light saber—not quite sure who's was who's—and then called, “You guys coming?”<br/><br/>Striding down the front stair Linzi casually tossed her blaster to her off hand and fished around her her purse as she looked around.  She'd been thinking to requisition a taxi, but now had a better idea.<br/><br/>Still clad in the soft blue gown and high heals, the raven haired girl strode boldly up to the two officers, holding up her military identicard.  “Officers,” she called, “Lieutenant Linzi Madeleine, I'm with the Mercy Corps.”  She smartly snapped the ID into one of the frighted policeman’s hand.  “We have need of your speeder.”