Raarkoo came out of the alleyway to find a trio of stormtroopers staring right at him. He gave a glance towards them, and they looked away. He doubted there were many of his kind on this world, but he was no slave and must have looked quite menacing to them. The docks were a massive area, in the distance he could see an astonishing amount of action. Massive ships were being constructed, smaller ones flew all around them as crowds of workers milled around. 

A group of protesters were nearby, several of them held up signs demanding fair treatment to dock workers. They were going on with some annoying chant as civilians in the area just passed by them, they seemed to be why the trio of solders were nearby. They were ensuring that this protest was only that, they'd allow these people to chant and yell, but if it got violent then that opened another can entirely.

"Where is Kri Siv? He's like the head of these protests, right?" The wookie asked as he approached one of the protesters, the man he spoke to looked surprised that Raarkoo had come up to him. His droid had translated his words to Basic and the man definitely heard him.

"Who? Siv? No one has seen him in days, we don't know where he is." The protester replied, it didn't seem like he was lying. Raarkoo glared at the human, and the man's expression changed again to one that showed honesty.

"You're certain?"

"Yes, one hundred percent. Ask around the docks, doubt they'll let you in but if you have any luck finding him, it'll be there. We just agree with his words, I've never even seen him." The protester stated as the wookie wandered away, he was getting a bit frustrated. Siv was a well known person in the city, sooner or later he'd find him.
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"Assassination? You can't just say that out loud in here. I could call the Empire and have them speak with you." The secretary answered with a glare. A few people in the room looked in surprise at the conversation. Then a door came open on the side of the room, and a clean shaven, bald human man emerged from it. He wore a white jacket which indicated his status in CorSec.

"Major Staston, this man just wandered in here and mentioned something about a 'pending assassination'." The secretary explained as Staston motions for you to enter his office, once you do the Major sits down at his desk, across from his seat is another chair.

"Please have a seat, how can I help? Whats your name?" Major Statson asked as he took a sip of his tea.
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[@ProPro]

A couple of the officers glance at you and Luke, the one you approach inspects your bounty hunter license to confirm that it is not a counterfeit. He taps a few keys on his computer, then looks at you.

"Your license checks out, all the proper Imperial provided clearance. All of the targets are in our databases, we have their last known locations, but it's unlikely they are there currently. People like this, that are being tracked by the Empire tend to move around a lot." The officer said, then tapped a few more keys. 

"I doubt the Empire will do [i]that[/i]. It's a great way to cause full out civil war in a city that builds many of their ships," The officer said with a different look. "You want all of the information on all of them? Don't want to narrow on one and go from there?"
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[@POOHEAD189]

A few passerbys give you looks, from up above on the second floor you can see more staring at you. Chekka's office is not far from your current location, he's a popular man in Treasure Ship Row. Then after a few turns and weaves you are there, it's a simple looking building, a sign above with his name on it. Two imposing men just outside the door, a blaster pistol on each of their hips.

Both men stare at you for a moment, seemingly sizing you up, then one presses a switch near them and the door pops open. Right in the center of the room you can see a Rodian, he is currently chatting on a comm-link in his native tongue but hangs up as soon as he makes eye contact with you.

"Is that you, Sol'id? Barely recognized you in that tin can. Come right in, have a seat. Do you want a drink?" Othik Chekka said as he waves you towards him. Both of his hired muscle outside the building go back to ignoring you.