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" Dammit... Where is he? " Siren thought, looking around in the streets. Nothing seemed to be too odd compared to a normal day other than the extra guards patrolling about vital areas. Despite being in disguised, she was still dressed in a seductive manner, hoping to find and trick the intruder. The problem was finding said intruder without having to blow her cover by identifying herself to the guards so she can get close enough to the most likely places her target would attempt to get into.

After a moment, she got an idea. If he was trying to sneak out, it would mean he was deliberately going to avoid a battle. If her assumption was correct that he was a Jedi, he would most likely attempt to find out who the leader was if only to make sure he didn't unwittingly do them harm like he might a guard or so in his attempt to sneak by. So, if she could just somehow let him see her roaming around and recognize her without it being too obvious, he might be inclined to make a move against her under the guise of a random thug if the chance arose.

Then she noticed something odd while continuing to roam about. One of the control centers seemed to lack a few guards patrolling the outside compared to other places. Perhaps a pair of them went inside, but there wouldn't be a real reason for them to, unless someone was already inside. That had to be it. Hoping she was right, she seemed to walk as close as possible without coming too close for the guards to react to her, and seemed to trip, the hood covering her head fell off, revealing her face to the security camera on the outside of the building. She quickly got up and brought the hood back over her head and hurried off.

It was a longshot, but if the intruder happened to be inside, he would be watching for approaching guards in case they were on to him. If so, he'd notice her on the screen and probably replay what he just saw while zoomed in better. If he was indeed a Jedi like she suspected, and was in fact in that building, the bait was set. All she had to do now was stay away from any potential witnesses and wait for him to make a move.

Koren let out a chuckle at the 'orders' he had just recieved. The audacity of some people. He shook his head and let out a smartass comment to himself, as he fired a nice aimed shot at the fighter infront of him he had just targeted.

As if I wasn't going to take the dock anyway.

BOOM! Two of the fighters exploded as he hit the first's left thruster and it went spinning into the originally wounded one. The explosion was big and he was flying very fast right towards it. This is where his piloting skills lacked. He quick jerked his yoke and tried to dodge most pieces of the debris, but he was not like Cene. He missed the bigger chucks, but a long sharp piece of durasteel hit him and dragged down the length of his port side.

This is not my favorite thing in the world... lets see if this rig has any explosives.

Koren sped up and cut up and around, trying to wheel in on another fighter. As soon as he had a firing solution, he accessed his weapons systems and found what seemed to be a torpedo tube mounted on the bottom of each cannon. Thats the kind of thing he liked. So as soon as he armed them, his fish were in the water headed at the next fighter.

What he didn't notice at the moment was the two other fighters that had just achieved a target lock on him.

Two floors, three grenades, two power packs and a small mound of corspes later Cene Quell found herself at the last obstacle in her path: A ray shielded blast door separating her from her quarry.
Behind her visor, Cene smirked dismissively at the door and jammed a plunger into the door control.

The device functioned and shorted out the lock. The door opened with a whoosh of well oiled hydraulics, revealing the governor and a pair of guard droids.

"Su cuy'gar, Governor." Cene said loading a fresh power pack into her carbine with a menacing series of clicks. "About time I found you. I was starting to wonder if I'd run out of ammunition before accomplishing my objective."

The Governor ordered his guard droids to attack, but cene moved first, blasting one apart with her carbine's micro-grenade launcher, then blasting a trio of well aimed shots at the second, disabling its servo moters and leaving it crippled on the floor.

Cene strode slowly over to the man, her armor and equipment belt jangling like spurs as she drew near the cowering political official.
"I've a message to deliver, Governor." She said as her energy blade projected from her wrist, its glow illuminating the room. "And I'm going to make sure you get it...."

"My lord?" One of the Ashla's Comm officers said to Stryder. "We have confirmation of the Surrender of Sullust."
"Excellent." Stryder said as the fleet continued to shoot up the remaining space forces. "That only leaves the utter surrender of the Obital facilities."
His eyes traced the path of the Mandalorian Starship.
"Our helmed friend better hurry if he wants to be paid. He's running out of time before its not Sith citizens he's shooting at, but Republic."

Having been subtly tailing the sith woman, Pash paused as he saw her momentarily shed her disguise.

Where have I seen that face and body before?.... He thought as he remained out of site.

Then it hit her: a periodical he had used on Nar Shadaa had her as a centerfold. She was Darth Siren, a Sith Temptress known for seducing Jedi to the Dark Side with her feminine wiles and mastery of dark illusions.
What she was doing out in the street he couldnt tell for certain. All signs pointed to a trap to lure him out.

What he knew of Siren was that corruption and Seduction were her prefered weapons. Combat or dangerous force powers were not her forte. Pash's training as a Jedi Shadow would serve him well in resisting her charms. And perhaps he could turn this trap to his advantage. He would have to remain on his toes though. There was no telling how much of what he had heard was true about the curvacious witch.

Keeping his face covered by the Sithtrooper mask and staying alert for possible ambush, he marched into the Alley, playing up his Sithtrooper disguise.

"Hey Vagrant!" He barked with authority as he held his blaster in an easy to fire position. "No loitering! Get moving before I have to bring you in!"

"Is that a fact?" Pash asked, his tone becoming more calm and subtly amused at this admission on her part. "Now you've got my attention. Why dont you tell me more about this setup, Siren?" At this he adjusted the muzzle of the blaster so that it was pointing straight at her.

"Thats a very tempting offer and I'm quite willing to take you up on it, but lets not change the conversation quite yet, Miss Sithmate." Pash said, grateful that the helm was concealing where his gaze had drifted. "Now why dont you elaborate on what this set up of yours is."