Atton's good mood had disappeared with the reporter, much to Mira's annoyance as they now found themselves sitting far apart on a bench, trying their best to ignore one another as they spoke with Olmark.

They were sitting in one of the alcoves of the temple, the curved wall of it a massive window from which the golden light of the sun shone down on them. It was quite comfortable...if it hadn't been for the annoying man a few feet to her left. "I can't believe they found out we were here, you think they will try again?"

The senator shrugged, his behaviour surprisingly relaxed. "I doubt it, the security has been heightened and with the senate aware of the events the responsible people will be more busy with debating the senate into going against you then trying another attack."

"Sorry about that, I hope you're not in any trouble because of us"

"Don't worry about that dear." The senator smiled. "In fact the little show your friend here put up has muted the worst of the critique...the last a senator wants to happen is to have the temporarily positive public turning against him because he spoke ill about you two."

Atton beamed with pride, making Mira retch with distaste. Jerk... "So instead of us being attacked it's you, I'm sorry Atton doesn't think before he talks... or at all..." He shot her an angry look. "Will the assassins help in uncovering the perpetrator?"

"No." The answer came, the senator saw the pair's surprise and proceeded to explain: "These hits are always ordered and paid through at least a dozen middlemen, messages taped to droids and the like...there's no way to track it really. You really think a senator would even risk exposing the public of the more unsavoury parts of politics?"

"Sound like you know of such things quite well." Atton pointed out, his arms crossed in front of him.

"Of course, I'm a politician." Olmark smiled. "Just don't tell Mical, he would have a stroke."

Atton chuckled, making Mira send him a disapproving look. Was it just her or had he become more and more annoying these last hours? It was as if he was trying to annoy her... She decided not to worry about that at the moment: "So I guess our plan doesn't change?"

"No, though we might have to advance them a bit, people easily forget a small occurrence, they must be reminded of what a jedi stands for. That is still a stalling action however, the senators will still need convincing."

"So we need an action on a planet of our opposition, something that counters their arguments against us, so something that actually aids their government..." Mira scratched her chin. "Olmark, if you give us a list of the opposing senators, which planets they represents and any problems they might have I can send a message back to the enclave, I'm sure they would eagerly help."

"Sounds like a good plan, I'll begin on it the moment I get home." Olmark nodded. "Meanwhile you two should go out and ensure that the people keep viewing you in a positive light, as long as that's in place the opposition will be hesitant to openly attack you." He grimaced. "Though please avoid the lower reaches...popularity is nothing compared to credits over there."

"Hear that Atton? I swear if I find you drinking yourself drunk down there I'm going to...heck I don't know what I'll do."

"Go suck your sabre." Atton retorted, not even bothering to look at her. "So, we're just going to go out and do good deeds until we choke on our own greatness? Helping old ladies across the street and such?"

"You could say that..." Olmark mumbled, a confused look on his face.

"You know, it wouldn't kill you to do something for others, it's sort of our purpose if you remember?" Mira spat the words at Atton while refusing to look at him, she only softened her tone slightly as she spoke to Olmark: "Anything else? Should we come forward to the senate yet?"

"Oh that sounds like a great idea! I've always wanted to know what senators would choose to throw at people they hate! Maybe pencils!? Or contracts!? Oh! Oh! Maybe even those expensive shoes of theirs!?" Mira sighed, why couldn't Atton act like a grown man? "Or maybe they'll bill us for the entire civil war!? Now that would be hilarious!"

"Well I wouldn't recommend it..." Olmark begun, trying to keep the situation civil with Mira. The only one apparently able to keep a sensible discussion since the idiot Atton couldn't shut his trap nor his constant gesturing. Not to mention the damn fuming...

"How about you go over to the council chamber and cry your eyes out while we two have the grown-up talk?" Mira couldn't help herself as she turned to glare at the jerk. "Seriously Atton, we don't need anything flown or broken so why don't you let us discuss what's needed to be done?"

"Really now..."

"Oh I get it, only come to me when you want some results?! You know, I'm seriously doubting the point of me hanging around you guys and getting nothing but crap in return."

"Am I..."

"Why you little ungrateful punk! We've cared for you and tried to keep you from the annoying self-loathing and then you say we don't do anything for you!?"

"Could we please focus on something but...whatever this is?" Olmark finally interjected, drawing the pair's focus back to him. His eyes shone with a mixture of annoyance and amusement as he spoke: "Look, keep that bickering away from the public, I realise jedi are people too but many doesn't. It would hurt your image immensely if the wise jedi are found to be arguing like...well like children."

"Hey!" Atton's protest lacked its usual edge even as Mira looked away, feeling her cheeks burn. Lectured to by their ally, a non-jedi no less...maybe they hadn't come as far as they believed? Thank the force Mical didn't see this...

"Very well, I see that future discussions are useless. Thank you for an...enlightening discussion..." The senator rose to leave, looking down at the two of them as if they were nothing but insolent children. "Mira, I shall send you the list, please see to do your part of the work...now if you excuse me."

As the senator left the two exchanged a glance, Atton had an...odd look on his face. An anger mulled to something...almost soft.

Mira turned away.