[color=8493ca][h2] Dr. Khava Marr [/h2][/color]

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Dr. Marr stayed quiet as the other disabled the ship. He seemed rather confident, and as reluctant as he might have been to admit it - rather skilled at conveying threat. At least to people who had reason to be afraid of him. The whiff of suspicion that came from him had Marr on edge though, and he took the time to reign in his emotions and fall back into a more relaxed, controlled state. He needed to think clearly anyway, and it would not do to distract the other, nor himself. As the other ship seemed to not respond, they docked as they were wont to do, and while Roka connected them efficiently and securely - the two moved towards where they would board the other ship. The Small child had been instructed to stay behind and convey any sort of alarm to Marr and Roka. While the boy was clearly less capable than one might have hoped, the role of alarm should be something that very few people could fuck up. Raising a brow at Roka's concern towards the boy, and his comforting and confidence building words as they left the boy behind - the two made their way towards the doorway that was still sealed. 

[color=8493ca][b]"I am not sure as to how we are going to open that? I take it you have the tools needed?" [/b][/color]Marr looked over the door, in his mind walking past it, down the hallway, recalling areas where one might take cover and shoot blasters from. "[color=8493ca][b]When we enter, there is a second door - used to disinfect anyone who enters the vessel. It's not as reinforced as this one, but it might still slow us down. Behind that, there is a short hallway that leads towards the front of the ship. On either side there will be doors, one leading to the store room on the left, and on the right there should be a small field lab of sorts. Below there is a bay for storage and a small medical bay. Both doors are receded into the walls, so it could offer them reasonable cover. The store room will have some of the more immediately valuable goods, but the field lab will have the more esoteric treasures. While we should try to get as much of everything, if it goes badly, we might have to choose. I would vouch for the latter, but it might take us some time to find the right buyer."[/b][/color] Still staring at the door, the doctor took out a syringe filled with a potent sleeping agent, which quickly turned lethal with an increased dosage. [color=8493ca][b]"Thoughts?"[/b][/color]