Tamwyn quickly made his way across the room towards the rear hallway entrance. Time was the currency of the evening, and he was quickly running out.
He cast another glance at the head table and suppressed almost grinned. This "Empire" was a fool to think themselves better then the Republic. Enemy infiltrators were mere meters away, hacking a console in plain sight, while their greatest military minds were distracted by the dancers.
He shook his head slightly as he continued through the crowd, turning his mind once more to the task at hand. He considered the situation once more before speaking to the man following him.
"Leftenant Kharzine, you will need these." He offered the man a set of reinforced-electro-shackles.
The servants may try to resist, pick one and cuff them. Once I have cuffed mine, we will proceed to escort them away from the party to a detainment room for processing. Do not hesitate once we begin. We cannot afford this ruining the Moff's good fun." He paused for another frown before continuing.
"The door is just up ahead. On my signal we will step into the corridor and proceed as described.He stopped and turned to Kharzine.
"What ever happens, do not hesitate. I cannot express the importance of that. Lives depend on it." After one last short pause, he Removed his own set of shackles and, after checking to ensure they were functioning properly, straightened his tunic and nodded to his partner.
"Lets go."He made a quick turn into the corridor and decided, after quick examination of the two at the console, the Twi'lek caught in the wires was his priority. With that decided, he activated the shackles and launched himself towards her.
