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[Nick's voice sounds pretty weary -- and also a bit distorted on certain syllables, as though something might not be entirely right with his vocal modulator. Or maybe he's just got a cold. Who knows with these robot types.]

Anyone still out there who needs a place to wait this out safely, come to the Guard headquarters or the Clinic. Doesn't matter which one -- they're right next to each other. And if you don't think you can make it here on your own, let me know. We'll find a way to get you here, even if it means an escort.

[Though given his voice, he might not be in the best condition to do any escorting himself, but like that has ever stopped him.]

Guard, do what you need to do to restrain those looking to cause trouble, even if they're one of us. Try not to add to the body count.

[With that, he cuts the transmission, since as one of the few who doesn't seem to be affected, he has work to do. Click.]

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[His eyes are a deep gold instead of their usual blue, yet Anakin is forcing himself to stay still. He is sitting in a meditative position, making himself breathe deeply and evenly.]

It's a shame to not use this power.

[There is no one in the populace currently that has earned his ire, so Anakin has to swallow his anger, tucking it away along with many, many other jumbled emotions.]

Give me something I can use or send me back.

[So he can continue making horrible mistakes. Really, his future is stunning.]

We are stronger than our anger...than our fear... [Says the man who gives into both.] Strike it down.