"I think you'll be of better use here on the ground." Kale said. "Even if they do try to take off the last thing I want is an aerial battle over the city. If they try to leave the atmosphere the capital ship can intercept them." With everyone that intended on going to the scrapyard inside the truck it began to move. Lahana noticed that her master had not responded to Gloopra's mention of the prior mission. 

"Master." Lahana spoke from her seat across from him. Before she could go on, he spoke. 

"I read the report. The least I can say is that this man's escape was not your fault. That ship arrived far too quickly, no matter what it was going to arrive and blast a hole in the ceiling. But enough about that, we must focus on our current investigation." Kale said. Lahana nodded and remained silent for the rest of the ride.

They soon stopped around a block away from the junkyard. From a distance the shape of large decommissioned ships could be seen, the place was like a spaceship graveyard. Fufuro exited the truck and walked to the back of the vehicle where the others had gotten out. "Well, let's get this over with." She said, walking straight for the entrance. 

"No plan, we're just walking through the front gate?" Kale said, a bit in disbelief. Fufuro let out an inaudible grumble. 

"There's no point in trying to be sneaky, we've already been spotted." She pointed her thumb at a group of teenage children across the street. They scattered away once they saw the Twi'lek pointing at them. "I guess there really are eyes all over the place. Honestly, what kids are gonna be hanging around on a street corner doing nothing? What, were they talking about the weather, maybe local politics?" 

"Okay, we get it, let's go then." Lahana chimed in.

As they passed through the front entrance of the junkyard something quickly became apparent, there was no one there. "Well this is odd, not even a supervisor?" Kale looked around at heaps of metal and various ships, even through the force he felt no living creature. As they moved further inside Lahana felt a tingle down her spine. Her master seemed to notice something at the same time she did. Pulling out her white saber she just barely deflected a shot aimed squarely at her head. She tried to find the shooter, but she neither saw nor felt anyone. This wasn't an unfamiliar situation, if she couldn't locate the attacker then the easiest answer would be... 

"Sniper!" She yelled. Just as she did piles of scrap shifted around them, and from underneath assault droids armed with rifles appeared. Their way back had been closed off, the only cover available was a large ship's hanger entrance. "Inside, quickly!" Lahana began to run for the junked ship just as the droids began opening fire. 

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Neon Glow had never gone through a quiet day since it had opened years ago. There were also bands playing, patrons talking and yelling about what were surly fixed bets. But now, it was eerily silent. Silent that is, except for the sudden sound of someone entering from the front entrance. "Ya know, when I saw all those people running out of here I wasn't sure what to think." He walked towards Anari, positioning himself to be opposite of her seat at a table. "But wow, freeing all the slaves and brainwashing those guys into cleaning their act up, not bad." Blank adjusted the gloves on his hands. "So, you've stuck around for some reason, I'm guessing you wanted to meet someone, please say it wasn't me. I'm not used to this much attention."