A New Hope

Marissa and Terrance walk down the crowded Capital street, Marissa leaning a little heavily on Terrance's shoulder. She sees people wearing outfits that she would rather die than wear, then she's reminded that she's wearing it. Terrance watches as a couple passes by, talking in low, hushed tones. "That Katniss girl, wasn't she simply fabulous!" she woman exclaims.
"Yes. Though, President Snow doesn't seem too happy about all this." the man remarks. He looks about for anyone eavesdropping  completely disregarding Marissa and Terrance. "We shouldn't be talking about this, darling. It's dangerous." The couple passes them by and gets lost to them in a crowd. Marissa and Terrance exchange looks.
"So that was one spectrum of the Capital..." she observes. Another couple walks by, discussing how dreadful it is that they can't get high quality shrimp for a party because of issues in District 9. "And that's the other." She smiles at Terrance. "We could cause a little mayhem. A dystopian society could get real messed up if say, a dragon and griffin started roaming down the streets." Terrance glares at her sternly, but can't keep a smile from his face at the idea.
"The mission is too important. You can have some fun later." he states. 
"Oh come on." she whines. "Pretty please?" Terrance sighs. 
"Fine." They sit on a bench and look out into the crowds. "You see that fire hydrant over there?" he asks. Marissa nods. "Watch." He focuses his magic and sends a discrete spark of energy along the roadway to it. When the magic reaches the object, it blows off the top, spraying water up into the air, which comes down and soaks everyone near it. Marissa giggles.
"Nice. Very nice." A group of Peacekeepers come by to check out the commotion. "Not so nice." Her smiles fades as the Peacekeepers start checking the papers of those nearby. Terrance pulls her to her feet.
"Start walking and do what the crowd does. Draw attention to us and we're both done for." he hisses in her ear. She nods and watches the crowd. The women are covering their mouths in shock and staring at the accident, so she decides to do the same. Terrance sees the men holding the women or trying to protect them, so he steps in front of her, holding his arms out like a shield. 
"They'll buy that." Marissa whispers to him. A lone Peacekeeper wanders over to them.
"Identification please?" he asks. Marissa stares blankly, but Terrance reacts quickly, holding up his hand in a Jedi-like way.
"You don't need to see our identification." he instructs.
"I don't need to see your identification." the Peacekeeper repeats.
"These are not the droids you're looking for."
"These are not the droids I'm looking for."
"We can go about your business."
"You can go about your business."
"Move along." The Peacekeeper waves his hands, gesturing for them to leave.
"Move along. Move along." Terrance nods to him and leads Marissa away.
"First lesson RiverFlyte ever taught me. How to use the Force."