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[h1][color=0054a6]Ziveri Kreen[/color][/h1]
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[b]Location:[/b] Cirrus II, Agronea Spaceport
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Ziri nodded, mumbling a quick thanks to the droid bartender before following her Master out into the streets/ Of course, they were just as deserted as they had been when the pair had entered the cantina, until Rel stopped abruptly when he spotted the troopers leaving the house across the street. The Twi'lek cursed under her breath, ducking down behind the side of the building and pulling the Clawdite man down with her to avoid being seen.

They watched the stormtroopers methodically search through each building, a frown creasing Ziri's brow. Rel mused out loud that the Rodian's friend could be the one they were looking for and she smirked. 
[color=0054a6]"It's pretty much guaranteed ain't it?"[/color] she answered, leaning around to peer down the street after the stormtroopers had disappeared into the next building. [color=0054a6]"Who else would he be runnin' from but the Imps if he's needin' to get off-world discreetly by boarding with us? Guess we better make a run for it before they spot us."[/color]
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