Aryan, pondering his next move, looked at the door in silence.  He heard shelia through the comm, but remained silent, looking at the building, thinking.  Absently, he reached for the comm

"Understood.  Keep outsa sight and i'll check in soon" The gungan Looked at teh boarded up window, and decided that was a last resort.  The gungan sniffed, and looked at the locked door. Shrugging, he knocked on the door twice with a quick rap, then, with his back on the wall, stood to the side of the door on the right side, listening for any sounds

Standing next to the door, his back against the wall, Aryan hears a security hatch slide open in the door next to him, presumedly so someone could peer out and see who was knocking.

"Swore I heard something." Aryan hears someone mutter from behind the door.

Zyra's voice comes over the commlink.  "Nine to Talons.  Progress report please.  We're on a tight schedule here."

"Aryan is making contact."  Sheila whispered into the com.  "I'm trying not to be noticed."

"Understood.  Just be sure to move quickly.  The data only said the group was being targetted, it didn't say when or in what strength."

Still leaning against the wall, long after the rap door had shut, Aryan could again hear muffled voices through the wall.

Aryan, sitting against the wall, listens to the chatter, and though he only hears fragments of it, he suspects that shelia is the one they're talking about.  he curses under his breath. Shesa should have stayed outsa sight he thought to himself.

The gungan sighs to himself, and bangs on teh door to his side, remaining on the wall, and speaks loud enough for them to hear him . "Isa lookings for sanctuary." he says in an even tone. " isa means you no harms."
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There is no response to Aryan's words.  The muffled voices he had heard before had now trailed off as if the speakers had moved on.

Aryan rolls his eyes, and despite his natural instincts telling hinm otherwise, he bangs on the door a little louder to the people can hear it thiis time

OOC:  They heard you knock the first time, you just hid from their sight.  I'm assuming you're not repeating that.


Aryan bangs loudly on the door for a few moments and is rewarded as the security slot is thrown back.  A pair of eyes stare at him in surprise.

"How did you get there?  What do you want."  The voice sounds more surprised then angry.

Out in the alley, Sheila notes Aryan banging on the door again but then her attention turns to three cloaked and hooded figures who have just turned into the alleyway she was standing in and began moving towards her.

Aryan listens to the voice on the other side. "Isa want sanctuary and to talk, if yousa let me." The gungan stands in front of teh door, arms folded

"Oh my, of course." said the voice.

The door unbolted from the other side and an alien of a race Aryan was unfamiliar with stood facing the door.  Aryan assumed she was female from the voice and stature.  Her skin was a dark orange with white pigmentations around her eyes and greyish lips.  She had two long head tails, similar to that of a Twi'lek but she also had two horns protruding upwards.  The horns and head-tails were adorned with white stripes.

The alien quickly ushered Aryan inside then locked the door.

"I'm very surprised you lasted on the street so long.  The people around here are very intolerant of non-humans.  Most of us can't safely leave this building.  Only those who appear near human can go out to trade for supplies.  Even then they only go at dusk or later so they can better conceal themselves."

"My name is Raana by the way.  Let me get you something to eat, then you can tell me your story.  You look awfully like someone who is being hunted by the Imperials.  Supposedly shot some construction workers out east.  Was that you?"

She doesn't seem to be bothered by the fact she might be in the presence of a psychopath.

Aryan looked at Raana.  "Isa am Aryan" in reply to her question

The gungan can't help but smile a half smile. "isa was involved in the incident, but it was a human coleague that shot him, not me." The gungan absently scratcheed his ear. "..as for surviving the streets, i am a surviror and takes care of myself well. I was a soldier back on naboo."

The gungan shifts a little, then loomks at Raana. "I needs to talk to who's in charge....pretty quickly toos." The gungan looks outside. "..isa believe you may be in danger, and isa may be able to help."

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Sheila will move down the alley away from the three figures,although she would have preferred to not be moving toward Aryan.

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Raana frowned.  "So you're some kind of mercenary then?  You should go, we don't need trouble here."


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Not wanting to deal with the three cloaked figures, Sheila turned and began walking further up the alleyway.  From the corner ahead she saw another robed figure appear, moving quickly towards her.  She was trapped.

Aryan actually smiles at the woman. "Isa not hear for trouble....believes it or not, isa here to help." The gungan looks at the house.

"Mysa boss gots some intel saying that the impereals will raid here tonights.  Wesa wants to help you....but wesa don't have much time.  Who is in charge here?"

"We don't have a leader," Raana replied, "We're not a military group.  Just a group of non-humans who joined together for mutual protection and shelter.  I look after the day to day running of the house, Crado looks after security and Heigren looks after all matters external like acquiring supplies and finding non-humans in need of refuge and shelter."

"Why are Imperials coming here?  We are simple people trying to get by on a world that doesn't want us?  When do you think they are coming?"

The gungan looks around, then to Raana. "Isa don't know why they haves sinfgled you out, but mesa and my friends don't want any harm to come to you...thats why i'm here."  The gungan scratches his ear.

"Could yousa get Crado and Heigren. Wesa gotta talk about getting you all to safteys."

She shakes her head.  "Heigren is off on a supply run with our cargo transport.  We're not expecting him back until late tonight.  Crado will be back in a few minutes.  He's investigating a potential security threat.  I'm sure he'll very much want to hear your tale."

For a half second, Sheila starts to panic and her hand goes to the fence, like she might be trying to climb it, but then she lets go and keeps walking toward the end of the alleyway with the single being there, watching them carefully.  She doesn't recognize the species, but a human female alone would probably be wary of others, particularly in an alleyway no matter what.

The hooded figure continued to close quickly.  As he approached, Sheila could see the features were definitely not that of a human.  It's face was covered in orange fur, a flowing mane and short beard.  For a moment Sheila mistook it for a Bothan, but then saw the very leonine features anf the two tusks protruding from the jaw.

Her inspection of the alien's facial features nonwithstanding, she couldn't help but notice the metre long metal bar the creature had pulled from beneath it's cloak.  It's eyes never left Sheila's as it closed in quickly, it's gaze one of a hunter stalking prey.



OOC:  The alien will be on you next round so it's down to combat rounds.  His three friends are further back and wont catch up for another round or two.

In case you're interested, the alien is a Cathar, though Sheila doesn't recognise the species.
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Sheila used the Comlink as she started to climb the fence. "Aryan, I'm in the alleyway outside the warehouse where you went in, about to get attacked by an orange furred non-human."  The comm call cut off with a loud gasp of surprise and pain from Sheila.





GM NOTE: Conversation cut off for reasons outlined below
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Sheila gasped as the metal pole slammed into her back as she was halfway up the fence, knocking the breath from her and cutting off her call to Aryan.  The pole slammed into her again, this time in the shoulder causing her to lose her grip and fall back into the alley.  Fortunately she had only climbed a metre or so and she landed on her feet without injury.  Of course, when a big furry alien with a metal bat was swinging at you, avoiding injury was problematic!

To make matters worse, the other three figures were still closing, though they didn't seem to be rushing.  Clearly they didn't think they'd need to help.


Sheila: 12/22VP 10/10WP
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Sheila drew her blaster, backing up slightly as she did and trying to watch all of them at the same time.  "Back off. I'm not imperial. " She fires on stun, at the one who hit her as she speaks.
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