Chapter 4 - Power Vacuum

Using the confusion of the scene, along with a few well timed distractions from the others, Guy is able to slip into the fight undetected. Carefully maneuvering through the melee the Bothan finds the package on the ground at the feet of the large Duros who is being choked out by a Stormtrooper. Guy is quickly able to scoop up the package and extract himself without anyone being the wiser.

You sit quietly at the table waiting patiently with your drinks. The large man at the door doesn't move and stares straight ahead. It's clear to Kip that he's hired muscle, and whoever has hired him is certainly getting their credits' worth. He doesn't appear to be armed in any way, but from the looks of him, he doesn't really need to be.

After a few more minutes, you can faintly hear a conversation coming from the room behind the bar. It's calm at first, but quickly escalates to a heated discussion, with someone clearly unhappy that "only one of the two groups made it here on time.". The conversation ends, and the door behind the bar flings open, smashing into the wall. The large man by the door doesn't so much as flinch as the door misses him by mere centimeters.

A short, human male dressed in an FSF officer's uniform steps forward and takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself before he approaches.

"Glad to see at least one of Mitzback's paid group of flunkies can handle a simple job."

He walks over to the table, and takes a seat. Noticing that Kip has not touched his drink, the man grabs it and quickly downs half of it. He wipes his mouth with his sleeve and places the drink in front of him.

"Let's see what you idiots have brought me." he says, clearly wanting to see the contents of what you've brought.

"Too many" the man responds to Guy's query.

"The inspector puts far too much faith in the criminals and thugs that he hires to conduct business." he adds before realizing that he's probably said too much.

The man starts to reach into the box as soon as Kip opens it, grabbing the device from within. It's a small device, several inches wide and almost a foot in length. There are a couple of knobs and a digital readout on the face and a connector on the top.

"Useless without the antenna..." he mumbles, giving the piece of equipment a quick inspection before placing it back into the box.

"Mitzback had wanted me to pay one the two groups to deliver the full device to the dig outside of town, but as it looks like the other group hasn't arrived, I guess I'll have you three take what we have out there and I'll have some of my officers track down those other idiots."

"Well?" asks the officer, waiting for a reply.

Guy's attitude does not go unnoticed by the large man guarding the door, who briefly, and in an almost imperceivable manner cracks a smile.

The officer, a bit taken aback by the audacity of someone who he thinks is just a simple thug under the employ of Mitzback, sits silently dumfounded for a few seconds.

"An offer!?" he exclaims.

"Tell you what, I'll call ahead and have a little extra something waiting for you upon delivery."