"Even in Worlport not every Rodian is a thug," Layla argues stubbornly as she continues to parry the panicked blasts from the Rodians who are still standing.

"But the chances of us running into one of the three Rodians who aren't is pretty slim," Bane chimes in as he blasts another of the thugs.

OOC: Bane Malar dealt 16 points of wound damage to Rodian Thug.
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Fennec blasts the leg pointed out by Xizran before shooting the Rodian in the head as he stumbles out of hiding with a cry. She then takes down another of the thugs who attempts to dart out from behind the table. He collapses with a garbled wheeze.

OOC: Fennec Kang dealt 15 points of damage to Rodian Thug.
Fennec Kang dealt 19 points of damage to Rodian Thug.

"How many of them are there?" Stro'to says, blasting another in the chest.

OOC: Vek Stro'to dealt 23 points of wound damage to Rodian Thug.

"Who cares? More bodies is more energy cells, we needed more supplies," Xizran says indifferently, pointing at another Rodian's exposed shoulders.

OOC: Xizran rolled 18 using 1d20+9.  Aid Another check (DC 10).

"Good target practice too," Bane says lightly as he blasts down another of the unfortunate thugs.

OOC: Bane Malar dealt 19 points of wound damage to Rodian Thug.

Fennec blasts down the remaining pair of Rodians, as smoke and the smell of ozone waft in the sudden silence of the night, broken intermittently by a low buzz from the neon lighting.

"So," Fennec addresses Layla as she casually blasts a surviving Rodian as he feebly attempts to rise, "You mentioned your contact was nearby?"

OOC: Fennec Kang dealt 16 points of wound damage to Rodian Thug.
Fennec Kang dealt 8 points of wound damage to Rodian Thug.

(Stro'to seems to find he has enough energy in him after all to go search those Rodians' pockets for loose credits.)

Bane seems to feel Stro'to has the right idea, quickly moving over to assist the crime lord in his efforts. He scavenges a number of energy cells and makes a triumphant noise as he discovers a pair of battered but functional medpacs.

OOC: Bane Malar rolled 16 using 1d20+2. Search.

Layla glances reprovingly at Fennec, and doesn't seem much more impressed by Stro'to and Bane.

"Yes," she says after a moment as she sets off once more, "Just a couple more streets."

The party set off down the street, as the distant sounds of shouting and blaster fire grow more frequent from the streets about them. The party do not come across any further resistance however, and within a few minutes they find themselves outside a small, run down convenience store. A flickering neon light above the door reads 'Aldo's', though the light in half the 'd' appears to not be functioning.

Layla frowns as the approach the store front, signaling for the others to halt.

"Something is wrong," she murmurs in a low voice as she moves cautiously forward.

OOC: Layla Secura rolled 22 using 1d20+6. Hide.
Layla Secura rolled 19 using 1d20+6. Move Silently.

"It's been that kind of day," Bane mutters back resignedly from where he crouches obediently in the shadows.

The door to the store stands ajar, revealing a dingy and grimy interior lit by florescent lights, only half of which actually appear to be functioning. Closely packed shelves of various foodstuffs and out of date appliances line the shop, several of which have been knocked over, their contents scattered across the floor of the shop. There is no sign of any merchant in the store and a smoky haze hangs in the air.

"It would appear your safe house is not so safe," Fennec points out dryly as she follows after Layla, ignoring the other other's instruction, "This wasn't the same place you sent those slaves who everyone saw leaving Stro'to's palace, was it?"

OOC: Fennec Kang rolled 18 using 1d20+14. Hide.
Fennec Kang rolled 14 using 1d20+11. Move Silently.

Layla obstinately ignores her as she moves into the store, unclipping the hilt of her lightsaber from her belt as she does so. She picks her way through the shelves towards a counter at the rear of the store, her expression grim as her gaze alights on an Aqualish merchant slumped against the wall behind the counter, a pair of blaster wounds in his head and shoulder.

Xizran helps himself to a packet of durochips, checking the used by dates on a few of them until he finds one that isn't out of date. If he's bothered by the dead body, he doesn't look it.

"So. Is the door at least working? I don't care if your contact is dead or not as long as nobody is going to come here looking for us."

Stro'to, who has a sleeve of his robe up to shield himself from the smell, makes a much more dubious noise.

Fennec glances back at Xizran, frowning.

"For all we know this place is being watched," she says, peering suspiciously out into the darkness outside, "Or else whoever attacked the place could still be here. You should remain hidden until we have secured the area."

OOC: Fennec Kang rolled 29 using 1d20+11. Spot.

"Indeed," Bane says as he surreptitiously crouches to stash an out of date comlink and a few energy cells in his pouch.
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Layla glances reprovingly at Xizran and Bane as she moves past the counter and into a small storage room beyond.

"There is an elevator in here," she informs the others in a low voice.

The cramped storage room consists of three walls lined with shelves, one of which appears to have been torn off the wall and leans lopsided against the corner of the room. Into the wall behind it a pair of elevator doors have been built. A security panel next to the doors appears to have been sliced, with wires hanging loose from the panel.

Layla presses the door control above the panel and the elevator door slides open readily enough.

"Are you two coming?" she says impatiently over her shoulder to Xizran and Bane.

"...I suppose if the elevator is working, I'm coming. It looks like their power is still online so someone must be alive down there," Xizran says grudgingly, moving forward.

"Anywhere is better than a place that smells of rotting Aquilish," Stro'to hastens forward to join Layla.