Xizran digests this. (If he remembers the 50-credit bet, he's certainly not bringing it up.)

"Well, he'd better be alive himself. If he's otherwise when you find him, Fennec, I am going to be very put out. Are the cameras down? Is there any point in skulking out here to avoid security if there isn't any to begin with anyway?"

"You aren't going anywhere until I'm satisfied that whoever killed these thugs isn't still inside," comes the low but firm response, "The enemy of your enemy isn't always your friend."

"Fine, fine. But make sure they don't kill him before I can. I didn't go to all the time and effort of coming here in person and getting a professional actor as my decoy just so somebody else could put a blaster bolt through his chest and steal all his classified intel instead of me."

"Mm-hmm," Fennec replies noncommittally as she reaches a large hall in the centre of which is situated a long banqueting table. Several more bodies are strewn across the floor with the lifeless body of a Weequay twisted over a broken chair.

Even as Fennec moves to enter the hall, a figure appears appears out of an entrance from the left of the far side of the room. The figure is wiry Trandoshan dressed in a dark exoskeleton, who hurries into the room, leaping nimbly over the deceased body of a Rodian before hurrying down a staircase on the right hand side of the room.

Fennec waits until a few seconds after the Trandoshan has disappeared before raising her comlink close to her helmet.

"Well someone is still alive in here," she murmurs as she begins to cautiously follow after the Trandoshan, "But he doesn't look like one of Stro'to's boys."

OOC: Fennec Kang rolled 28 using 1d20+15. Hide.
Fennec Kang rolled 15 using 1d20+13. Move Silently.
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"Typical. I told him for years he should invest in better minions, but did he listen to me?" This seems to be rhetorical because Xizran continues without waiting for a reply: "That worm Stro'to will be hiding if his minions are dying. He lacks the spine to risk his own neck fighting with them, so make sure you monitor for heat signatures in the air vents as well."

"Right," Fennec acknowledges, sending the vents above her a suspicious glance as she heads down the stairway after the Trandoshan. She frowns a moment later, slowing her pace as the sounds of blaster fire and what sounds suspiciously like a lightsaber echo up the stairs. The sounds continue as she slowly descends to peer about the corner at the foot of the stairs.

Fennec peers about just in time to see the Trandoshan collapsing, clutching a hole in his chest as a graceful, blue skinned Twi'lek female deactivates her blue lightsaber, panting slightly. She glances sharply up as Fennec enters the room, igniting her lightsaber once more at the sight of the mercenary's blaster rifle levelled at her.
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"I didn't think there were any Jedi left in the galaxy," Fennec says coolly, eying the glowing blade.

"I am no Jedi," replies the Twi'lek evenly.

"You don't look like a Sith," Fennec argues.

"You will not harm them," the Twi'lek replies firmly.

"Harm who? Stro'to's men?" Fennec replies, but even as she does so the Twi'lek leaps forward with an agile stroke. Fennec responds even faster, firing off as shot as she tumbles nimbly to the side of the Twi'lek's stroke. Her comlink gives a crackle as it connects heavily with the stone floor, gives a final high pitched beep and is lost in static.

OOC: Fennec Kang rolled 26 using 1d20+8. Initiative.
Layla Secura rolled 25 using 1d20+7. Initiative.

"Kamn'xoth," Xizran hisses. "Lendon, get in there and tell me what's happening."

Ignoring Xizran's order, Lendon swiftly draws his heavy blaster and turns to the Aqualish and Rodian guards, shooting each in the chest before they have time to register what is happening. He then spins back toward Xizran.

OOC: Lendon Vuln dealt 19 points of wound damage to Exchange Thug.
Lendon Vuln dealt 17 points of wound damage to Exchange Thug.
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While fighting may not be Xizran's strong point, fleeing certainly is.

Between the thud of his first thug and the second, Xizran (well familiar with what that sound means) appears to do some calculations about just which scenario is most likely to end in his continued survival, and by the time Lendon turns to train his blaster on him, Xizran is already bolting for the entrance of Stro'to's unguarded building.

OOC: Xizran rolled 22 using 1d20+6. Initiative.
Lendon Vuln rolled 12 using 1d20+2. Initiative.
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"Sorry Xizran, but-" Lendon frowns as he realises Xizran is already halfway across the road, hastily leaping a crate to follow after him, "Son of a curn!"
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Xizran skids inside the doors, gunning for the sound of the distant blaster bolt fire, vaulting gracefully over the strewn bodies in the way at full speed.

OOC: Xizran rolled 23 using 1d20+10. Balance.
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Lendon moves with surprising agility for his bulky build, matching Xizran's pace as he nimbly negotiates the littered bodies after the Falleen.

OOC: Lendon Vuln rolled 22 using 1d20+2. Balance.

"Lying son of a space slug. You never showed that agility when I was telling you to do things," Xizran mutters, running faster.

Fennec, meanwhile has fired off a rapid series of blasts which her Twi'lek attacker as only narrowly avoided.

"Who exactly is it you think I'm here to kill?" she pants as she ducks to avoid an answering pair of strokes from the blue hued lightsaber, "Surely you don't work for Stro'to."

OOC: Fennec Kang dealt 15 points of vitality damage to Layla Secura.

"What makes you think I don't?" the Twi'lek retorts, as she advances.

"Stro'to would have turned in his own mother for the bounty on Jedi if she walked around holding a lightsaber," Fennec points out as she fires another pair of blasts which force the Twi'lek to halt her advance as she spins and darts backward to avoid them.

OOC: Fennec Kang dealt 26 points of vitality damage to Layla Secura.

"I haven't been swaggering about flourishing it around the palace," retorts the Twi'lek as Fennec dodges two more of her blows with lighting speed, "And I wouldn't have had to blow my cover if you lot didn't show up."