"You're assigning me.. where?"
She was trying not to let the Jedi council see that her jaw had gone slack. This was not what Daho Twonea, Knight of the Republic, honored General against the Separatists, wanted to hear.
"The senate is at danger more now than ever," the soft voiced Kyria Vun began. Daho flicked her attention over to the lavender-skinned Twi'lek. "Just last week we had three assassination attempts. The legislation in question will allow us to recruit five times as many younglings. This is not good news to the Separatists."
"I- understand that, master," Daho conceded. "But- surely someone else can handle this? I need to get back to Belsavis-"
"You are needed at the senate." Master Orgus Din cut her off.
Daho tried not to wrinkle her brows. "I'm helping the effort to rebuild villages in the south- we have Ithorian imports and-"
Master Vun lifted her hand. "That's enough, Daho. Your duty is to the senate, now."
Daho's eyes lingered on her former master for a few moments, but she promptly shut her mouth. Daho had been in the Order long enough to know when a decision had been made for her. Daho nodded and bent forward in a slight bow.
"Yes, masters."