Commenor

"Get out of here!" the larger lizard-like figure yelled, waving one of his four hands around, balled into a pudgy fist. The young man grabbed a chunk of bread quickly and withdrew, the obese figure - or maybe that was how they were supposed to look - gave off a series of what had to have been swears in his native language.

He sighed haggardly as he tucked the wheatbread into his pants and looked about the alleyway, tapping his ear twice as he went.




Thyferra

The freighter's control panel gave out a luminescent glow, a blue light paling over the Selonian's otter-like features. He showed a flash of teeth that could have been interpreted as a grin...or possibly even a smile.

"This is Thyferran Traffic Control, Freighter Ventrova, please submit your authorization and IFF codes," came a voice over the commlink.

The Selonian clicked at the buttons a few times on the control panel




Bespin

Bespin offered many alleyways with which to set up, with which to hide, with which to skulk.

From his defensive position he let off a series of blaster shots, downing the police officer that passed him by.

Commenor

There was a series of curses as the officers approached and saw a boy running. One drew his blaster and fired, catching the boy in the back.

He looked down to the gun he held. He had thought it was set on stun...

Thyferra

The freighter came from the same direction that the Farquak fleet had retreated, and was immediatly pinned in the tractor beams of the Star Destroyer on patrol there.

Never to much caution...

Bespin

The pilot of the police speeder saw the officer fall and swore. The droid/gunner beside him opened up with the laser cannons, and they saw the shooter fall...