The heat of the moment took them outside back to the air-dock, Yusanis busying himself with all the calls and alarms he was receiving and Arren Kae doing her best to keep him free of distraction. There were plenty, from the other aristocrats and notables rushing out to ask him what was going on.<br/><br/>"No!" The general protested loudly to the inaudible hologram in his palm, "It's not an invasion..." There was a muffled response, "...No! There's just a handful of them. Calm down, major. Don't call me again, talk to your commander!"<br/><br/>Kailen offered to help the Echani general, but he put his hand up distractedly in protest as another call came up immediately after he ended the previous one.<br/><br/>A twin-228 airspeeder with blue and red security colors was parked rather conspicuously at the dock, with two officers standing ready inside. One of them hopped in the back of the speeder cocking back the harpoon and tow cable gun- he turned to his comrade, "I have a bad feeling about this, Zan! These are Mandalorians, right? I-I'm not a soldier!"<br/><br/>The other officer climbed out of the driver's seat and grabbed his friend's collar, "Come on, they're headed this way! Who else, if not us?"<br/><br/>Merryn as well seemed too shocked to respond with anything constructive. Her eyes darted to and fro, seeking something to ground to. By now the entire planet, perhaps even the entire Republic, was watching the dramatic declaration made in the senate rotunda... to those who knew her intimately, it was obvious that the Twi'lek was barely able to center herself among the great mass of alarm and confusion that was collectively felt by so many in the galaxy.<br/><br/>Off in the distance, the light and blaring of the sirens down the airlane began to grow. It was hard to tell through all the traffic, but if anyone had to guess- the fugitives were headed straight their way.