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[mandercommander]

Bonzo is standing by the door. He's wearing different clothes than he had on when he came in...he's simply in his black sweats. No warpaint or anything...that would be a dead giveaway that something was up. He's waiting for Corran so that they can...get this over with.

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About 10 minutes later, Corran walks up, a simple green flightsuit with several pockets apparently full. His lightsaber dangles from his left hip, and from his right, a blaster.

He spots Bonzo, and nods, heading his direction. "Ready to get this over with, kid?"

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Bonzo nods. "I am." Pause. "Thanks for...helping me with it."

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He shrugs. "There's some messes you just can't get out of on your own. Besides, a mutual friend asked me to." He jerks his head towards the door. "C'mon, let's do this so we can get home."

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Bonzo nods. "Alright." He walks over to the door and opens it. Corran's armed; he'll worry about that on the other side.

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Corrna nods, and heads towards the door--before stopping at the threshold and turning to Bonzo. "Listen, I may be Corellian, but I'm not against hedging my bets for survival here."

He reaches down to the right side of his belt and unsnaps his blaster holster. He'd been up the night before, carefully welding the killswitch into the "Stun" position--not information he wanted Bonzo to have. He pulls out the DL-44 holstered there.

"The safety on here's jacked. It's welded into the 'off' position. I've had this gun since CorSec, and it's never let me down. Best you use it to protect yourself on this mission, alright? Just... all I ask...," he looks Bonzo in the eye, "Don't aim at me."

And through the door he goes.

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Bonzo nods, accepting the gun. "Thanks. I've...never fired a blaster in my life." Pause, and a nod. "I won't aim at you." That's said looking directly in Corran's eyes.

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Corran vanishes through the door--

--into a bathroom.

"Um... Kid? Come here, I think we made a wrong turn at Mrisst or something."

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Bonzo steps through as well, and...takes a deep breath. Muttering to himself..."I always come in through the bathroom..." He gestures to the door. "There's a hall out there. We're...not too far from my room."

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A nod. "Let's move."

He follows Bonzo down the hall to his room, reaching with the Force. This place is pulsing with a bad feeling about it. How'd he stay here so long?

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Bonzo navigates the halls quickly, getting to his room in about two minutes. "Give me just a moment...I've got some body armor in here for you if you'd like it." With that, he slips into his room: An austere place with a bed, a table with a computer on top, a chair in front of it. Not much exists by the way of decoration, though...something he'd never bothered with.

In the background can probably be heard a few gunshots or explosions; nothing too massive yet, however.

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Corran remains by the door, watching, continually on alert, hand on his lightsaber. He eyes the body armor for a moment before waving it off. "Thanks, I'm alright without. I'm used to moving without it nowadays."

Periodically, his eyes close and he inhales deeply. Takes a lot more effort to maintain Force control here. It's just not a Force-strong planet.

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"Alright. Just thought I'd offer." With that, he vanishes into his room. About...oh, two-three minutes later, he emerges in his stormtrooper armor, only the helmet removed. The blaster is awkwardly holstered (wrong blaster type, after all), and his helmet is in hand. In the meantime, the racket outside has gotten a bit louder. "Alright. Let's go get Petra, and then we can deal with Achilles."

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He tries not to smirk. No, really.

But it looks so bulky. And back on Mrisst all those years ago... it brings back memories.

He snaps back to the present. "Right. You're sure it's not safer to get Achilles first, then pick up Petra on the way out?"

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Bonzo thinks on this for a brief moment, ending in a sigh. "I think you're right. He'll be upstairs..." And he leads the way down a corridor to an elevator, which he pushes the call button for.

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Corran follows closely, still keeping an eye and an ear out for guards or other people not likely to be favorable to their goals.

The explosions and gunfire are making that REALLY hard, though.

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The elevator comes quickly enough. Bonzo gets in, and as soon as Corran is in, pushes the button to the top floor. As soon as the door closes, Bonzo glances over at Corran. "He should be past a set of secretaries once we get out of the elevator."

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He nods, and reaches as much as he can. The doors open at the top of the lift--

"Sithspit. Bonzo--I think we have a problem." His eyes snap open and hand flies to his 'saber. "There's guards in there... but no Achilles. No one with any kind of presence that radiates the type of power or evil you've talked about."

His gut feeling going from bad to worse, Corran turns to Bonzo. "Anywhere else you can think of that he might be? Or do we wait for him to come back?"

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At this point, there's another explosion. "I don't know. Let me go talk to the guards." Bonzo sighs, and marches forward, into the office.

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Corran can do little but wait as Bonzo marches into the office. He takes several deep breaths--he feels that he's going to need his strength before long.

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There is perhaps a little bit of shouting, but Bonzo is back out of the office in just a moment, heading right into the elevator. "He's outside, and he apparently took Petra with him." And with that, he is punching the 'close door' button an inordinate number of times.

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Corellians with bad feelings could RULE THE UNIVERSE--IF they listened.

Down they go, Corran silent and solemn as the grave.

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And they get to the bottom. Bonzo puts his helmet on as he gets out, and runs towards the front door of the building. There's a decent amount of shooting outside, and Bonzo glances around as he gets to the now effectively deserted front lobby. Outside, he can see Achilles taking Petra and making his way towards the helicopter. "Kriff." It should be noted that the shooting is dying down around those two...apparently, someone else wants to safeguard Petra.

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Corran's hand lands heavily on Bonzo's shoulder. "Okay, Bonzo, here we go. First rule of combat: do NOT raced unannounced into a firefight. Or at least talk to Gavin before you do--he'll give you a good perspective on it."

He scratches his head. "I want to take a few moments to figure out who exactly is avoiding whooitng your boss and your friend for a minute. I think there are a few hundred Jedi proverbs about patience… though they all elude me just this moment. So just... stay calm, wait until we've got enough information or a cessation of hostilities to go in there."

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Bonzo nods, and kneels behind a desk in the lobby...just in case of a stray bullet. "Alright." Waiting he can do. Maybe not forever, but he'll hold for a moment...if just for the sake of not getting Petra or Corran shot.

Even if this Petra would just as easily kill him, in all likelihood.

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There are Helicopters everywhere. Achillies stands with Petra infront of him, facing the soldiers pouring out of the helicopters. All guns are trained upon the pair in the middle. (Note, Thai Helicopters and Chineese Helicopters)

One teen-sized person breaks away from the group, eyeing the pair. A group of soldiers in Thai colours march past Bonzo and Corran, a girl and boy pair of teens in the lead. "All secure. Loading. Achille's only murdered one of us."

"One of 'ours'?" Says Achillies, "When did Sayagi become oen of yours? You mean that I can cill anybody else and you don't care, but touch a Battle School brat and I'm a murderer?"

"You're never taking off in that chopper with Petra." Bean says.

"I know I'm never taking off without her," says Achilies. "If I don't have her with me, you'll blow that chopper into bits so small they'd have to use a comb to gather them up."

"Then I guess I'll just have one of my sharpshooters kill you."

Petra smiles, her body language telling him to do it.

Behind all of this the chineese are quietly getting into the chopper.