<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/GPPSGRC.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong>Tikva Sia (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2302493)<br/><strong>Hit Points :</strong>66 / 66<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> 18<br/><strong>Will :</strong> 18<br/></div></div><br/><strong>Noteworthy Features :</strong>Wearing a stylish blue outfit, with her black hair tied in a waist length braid and a well worn Wookiee doll secured to the side of her backpack<br/><strong>Tag :</strong>Speakeasy<br/><hr/><br/>Seeing the Jedi moving to flee, without her getting any sort of response, immediately resulted in fear infecting Tikva's heart, as her gaze shifted between the disappearing younglings and her companion, the swirl of emotions seeing her pulled between duty and desire. Yet logically, she knew Aria would be okay... she was far more accustomed to this life after all, and that it was these poor homeless Force users who were in greater need of her assistance now, whether they openly accepted it or not.<br/><br/>As such, she was about to make her move, only for the human to touch her shoulder.<br/><br/>"I... I have to do what I can to save them... look after Rex, if you will... and I promise I'll be back as soon as I can" biting her lip, before she followed the others out the emergency exit and started off after the gaggle of Force users. However, the young Miss Sia only made it as far as the first intersection before she found herself forced to pick between four tunnels.<br/><br/>"Okay... um" she stuttered, trying to bite down on the building frustration and concern as she attempted to call on the Force to find them, yet Tikva quickly found that there were far too many distractions for the red skinned woman to achieve any measure of focus.