Kailen (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=677250)<br/><br/>Striding quickly to follow the others, Kailen suddenly stops, his head swiveling to look at Merryn, his blue eyes concerned.  His mentor's extreme sensitivity to masses of people, or rather, the emotions that masses of panicking people send her way, could sometimes cause her distress.  This seemed to be one of those times.  Kailen reacts without conscious thought, stepping closer to her, focusing on his presence in the Force.  He reaches out with his arm, his strong hand coming to rest on her bare shoulder, allowing his confidence, his sense of himself to flow towards her through the Force, the physical contact serving to emphasize the spiritual connection.<br/><br/>But there was no time.  With one last nod, Kailen turns, sprinting as fast as he could to join the others.<br/><br/>When he reaches them, his face is lightly flushed, exhilarated.  "They're coming right this way."  He says, his deep voice firm.  Suddenly, he grins, his handsome features lighting up.  "It's just like deflecting blaster bolts.  To do it properly, you have to have your lightsaber in already in position well before the bolt reaches you.  I guess that's us, now."  His mind starts flickering over possible options for stopping the criminals.  Could his Force telekinesis slow the vehicle?  Could Nory get close enough to disrupt their systems?<br/><br/>Kailen eyes the patrol vehicle dubiously.  "We might want to grab a second vehicle, unless someone wants to sit in my lap."  His lips twist.  "Believe me, it's probably more comfortable that way than reversed."  He looks around, frowning, but, not being a pilot, he wasn't sure what vehicle would be best.  Instead, he resolves to follow someone who did, like Linzi or Jekin.