CAPTAIN RONHAR TANE, TK-3301
CHEDEMU SQUARE
MAHPOREEM
Ronhar continued to keep his blaster trained on the
Shistavanen in front of him as the
Wookiee Troopers moved around toward the back of the shop, ready to take the clerk into Imperial custody. The clerk had seemingly heeded Ronhar's warning, as he was currently kneeling on the ground with both of hands on his head, though Ronhar couldn't help but notice that his eyes kept darting toward the back of the room. Probably had some sort of hidden escape hatch for situations like these, Ronhar thought. Still, it wouldn't do him any good since Ronhar's
Junktroopers were already moving in to secure the location.
Of course, it might be fun to let him try, Ronhar thought mischievously, but he quickly dismissed the idea. He needed to figure out how he had gotten his hands on those Imperial weapons, and he needed to shut down the source of them as soon as possible.
The
Shistavanen, however, just stood there laughing, seemingly unconcerned with the blasters pointing at him.
"Or what, little man? Or what?", the alien snarled as it ignited a red bladed lightsaber.
Sith!
Before Ronhar could squeeze of a shot with his
ZB-41 Heavy Blaster Rifle, he was blocked by the hulking frame of the
Wookiee Troopers who had moved into melee range with the Sith Lord, blocking Ronhar's line of sight. They tried to wrestle the lightsaber out of his hands, probably figuring that if they were destined to die here, they could at least even the odds for Ronhar. The clerk bolted the moment the lightsaber ignited: the troopers outside would have to be the ones to catch him.
"MOVE!", Ronhar shouted at the Wookiees as he attempted to find an opening without any friendly fire...
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