"Right..." Sora says doubtfully as he unclips his lightsaber and strides after Bane.

Zirak looks disappointed that their immediate goals don't include eating Eeth, but rallies at the thought of credits, also following Bane.
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"Find Ak-Yev and tell him to meet us at the platform," Bane instructs Sora as he makes his way out into the corridor outside, "We'll need a weequay to meet whoever this lady is, and she may recognise you."

Sora nods, flicking on his comm and speaking in Sriluurian with Ak-Yev as they hurry down the corridor.

Bane leads the way, following the schematic diagram of the facility on the datapad he carries before him. They walk swiftly and silently for most of the journey, however, as they near the exit to the platform Eeth speaks up.

"So what exactly is your plan? I hope you don't intend to hand me over to this bounty hunter?"

"Why would we hand lunch over to dinner?" Zirak smiles nastily.

If Bane is smirking, his helmet conceals it from his companions. He adds nothing further to Zirak's answer.

Eeth narrows his eyes at Zirak, but before he can respond they are joined by Ak-Yev who comes jogging up the corridor behind them.
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He gives Zirak a respectful bow upon reaching them, "Emissary," before turning his attention to Sora, "You summoned me?"

"He did," Bane answers, "There is a bounty hunter landing on the platform, and the odds are fairly high that she is the one Korak gave our treasure vault to. Or even if she doesn't have it, she'll know who does. She is apparently here to pick up Eeth Koth. Your job is to get her to come inside where we will be waiting to ambush her."
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Ak-Yev glances at Zirak, raising a questioning eyebrow.

"Quay demands it," Zirak assures him regally.

Ak-Yev bows once more to Zirak, before barking an order in Sriluurian to two weequay guards nearby, who form up to flank him as the door opens and the trio stride out onto the platform.

"All right," says Bane as the door closes once more, typing the screen of his datapad to bring up a recording of the empty platform as Ak-Yev and the two guards walk into view, "Let's find out who we're dealing with..."

A modified blockade appears on the horizon a moment later, making its way steadily towards the platform. It slows as it draws nearer, eventually coming to a halt above the platform where it hovers as its landing struts are lowered with a burst of steam of depressurisation. It sets down and the boarding ramp is lowered. A few seconds later a white skinned female with an auburn topknot appears to descend the ramp, closely followed by a male trandoshan and a IG-86 assassin droid.

"Oh crud..." mutters Bane.

"What's with you? They don't look so tough to me," Zirak sneers.

Bane glances up from his datapad to stare at Zirak.

"That's Aurra Sing," he says, as if this explains everything, then, at Zirak's continued blank look, "She's only one of the most deadly bounty hunters in the galaxy. And vindictive. Your unfortunate weequay devotee out there is going to find himself toast if he doesn't do some pretty amazing bluffing. And, well, he's a weequay, so..."

"Time to find out if we can force choke through monitors?" Zirak suggests.

Bane surveys the former Sith lord for a moment longer, before shrugging and passing him the datapad.

"Be my guest."

Stretching out with the force, Zirak has done the traditional Sith pinching gesture with one gloved hand.

OOC: Zirak Derasir rolled 16 using 1d20+3.  Force Grip.
Roll DC 15 Will Save vs Dazed + 3d6 physical damage. Successful save for 1/2 damage.

Aurra Sing, who had just reached the foot of the boarding ramp and begun striding menacingly towards Ak-Yev, halts, clutching one hand to her throat in confusion as she struggles to breath.

OOC: Aurra Sing rolled 13 using 1d20+10. Will Save.
Aurra Sing is Dazed.
Zirak Derasir dealt 13 points of vitality damage to Aurra Sing.
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"Well, what do you know," Bane says, reluctantly impressed as he unslings his rifle, "Think you can keep holding her there?"

Zirak shrugs and keeps on choking.

OOC: Zirak Derasir rolled 20 using 1d20+3.  Force Grip.
Roll DC 20 Will Save vs Dazed + 3d6 physical damage. Successful save for 1/2 damage.