Date: 2009-03-09 12:58 am (UTC)
Atton remains still, and silent.

It actually seems like he's frozen, rather than just stoic, on this particular occasion.

Then two figures come into view. Dahari and Riv, from Transimir, and behind them, somebody else, tall and longcoat'd. It's Atton, or will be Atton - he has ten fingers instead of nine, and is dressed predominantly in black, and the sheathed sword in one hand has black wrappings instead of grey.

"Dahari, Riv. Deal with the bodyguards." Dahari and Riv wander off to the sides, melting into nothing as they go, as the people surrounding the Jedi charge at vision!Atton.

There's a series of smacking sounds as he swings his still-sheathed sword about, sending them sprawling.
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