She needed a break from the Basilica. A break from the news reports of the space battle. Just.... a break. Her idle walking takes her into the lower regions of Coruscant. Levels where the sunlight has to fight just to get a few rays to shine upon the structures here. Well, no chance in having to see the battle above.... if it's still going on. She stops in front of a boarded up store and looks to it curiously. Lack of business or... fear of staying? What made them give up? At length, as Ai'kani Za'netra makes her way through the deep streets, passing through long shadows, a form limps from across the way, wearing tattered rags and emerging from even lower areas of the city. It is an elderly woman, her eyes sunken and her mouth a flat mush of skin where once teeth were set. Over her head