As the turbolift ascends, Zirak crouches beside R5.

"Do you mind if I put this in your internal storage?" he asks softly, holding out the cube, "It will be safer out of sight, I think."

"Beepity-boop-beep-boop!" R5 responds proudly, opening up its storage compartment.
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No sooner has Zirak risen from depositing the cube inside R5, the doors to the turbolift slide open at the Commercial District. A group of eight rather startled looking pau'an warriors stand before them, and have quickly raised their bidents. Zirak and Bane recognise their captain as the same one from the restaurant.
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"You have no escape this time!" the captain says firmly, bident trained on Bane, "Do not attempt to flee, and we will not be forced to harm you."

"And where, precisely will you be taking us, should we agree to come willingly?" Zirak asks coolly.

"I am only taking you to the Administrator," the captain replies carefully, "We just have a few questions for you all. Now, if you will hand over your weapons-"
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"We will not be handing over our weapons," Zirak says flatly, clasping his blaster more tightly.

The captain glances between each of the party members, before nodding slowly.

"Very well," he says, his tone still cautious, "You may keep your weapons, but you will accompany us to the Administrator at once."
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"Down in the mine just now we were attacked by a cloaked figure," Sora addresses the captain, "Her and her associates reprogrammed the mining droids and killed most of the mining personnel, including the executive."

The captain frowns, but he nevertheless raises a comlink with his left hand.

"Teams Tian and Fora, we may have a cloaked hostile with allies working in the mine. Agent Andor," he adds, "I have Sora Bulq and the others here with me at the commercial mine entrance. We are proceeding to the administrator."

Zirak frowns slightly, obviously uncomfortable with even this small sign of competence.

"Copy that," comes a gruff reply.

"Which level did you come from?" the captain directs at Sora.

"The control room level," Sora replies, "Whichever that is..."

"We are not obligated to answer just because they ask," Zirak murmurs to Sora resentfully, "I for one don't trust this."

"We have a last visual of the cloaked hostile at the control room central elevator shaft," the captain relays into the comlink, ignoring Zirak, "Move to intercept, I repeat, move to intercept."

"He intends to imprison us for interrogation," Bane murmurs to Zirak as the captain barks orders into the comlink, "They think the three of us are all working with the Jedi Crusaders. However they know nothing of the cube..."

OOC: Bane Malar used Telepathy on Kai Tamon. (Will DC13).
Kai Tamon rolled 7 using 1d20+2. Will Save.

"I think you may be right," Zirak murmurs back, "But I, for one, have had enough of being trapped in places I do not know just so these greyskins and the runts who serve them can feel happy. Is there a ship nearby we can steal?"

"Not easily, and not with a squad of soldiers about us. We will need to wait for the right-"

Bane breaks off as the captain turns his attention back to them.

"You will accompany us back to the Administrator," the captain instructs the party, "If you cooperate it will be taken into account in your favor."

"Very well, we will accompany you," Sora nods, handing his blaster pistol over to the captain, "And I willingly surrender my weapon also. We mean no harm to your city. We simply wish to leave as soon as possible."

"Fine," Zirak says coldly, not handing his weapon over, "We shall go to this Administrator of yours. But if you try any tricks, greyskin, know that I will respond to them with lethal force."

The captain sends Zirak a sour look, but seems to accept the arrangement. He has then lead the way over to a landspeeder, into which the party have been ushered. They have then begun to ascend the sinkhole, looping up the roads which circle the side, much like the groves of a screw. After a quarter of an hour they reach the barrier which separates the Administration District. They are hastily admitted, the moment the guards recognise the pau'an captain. It only takes them a further ten minutes to reach the Administration Building, a large, transperisteel building built into the side of the sinkhole.

Throughout the journey the captain does not speak, and the party make no attempts to converse with each other. The captain leads them into the Administration Building, taking another turbolift up to the Administrator's Office on the eighth floor. The room is fairly spacious, with largely practical durasteel furniture and few ornaments. The Administrator himself is a tall, lean pau'an in a elegant but simple robe, and is seated behind a desk. A pau'an aid stands beside him, and two red armored pau'an warriors stand at each side of the interior of the door.
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"Administrator Ferr," the captain gives a curt bow as he enters, "I have with me the off-worlders involved with the events at the facility. They also appear to be connected to the incident at the mine."

"I think we can allow them to speak for themselves, Captain Tamon," replies the Administrator austerely, "Please," he directs at the party, "Explain what has transpired in my city over the past couple of days, and why you came to be here in the first place."
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