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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Diesel" data-source="post: 4211303" data-attributes="member: 65114">Despite Bel's protestations, UbD-5 efficiently searches the prone bodies of his foes once Ashlin pockets the pistol. Among the remaining items he has to choose from are 2 stormtrooper utility belts (each with a medpac), 2 blaster carbines, 1 hold out pistol, 2 commlinks, and a palm sized holo recorder with a recording of the Emperor giving a speech entitled "New Order in the Universe."Scanning the area, Bel sees no sign of trouble, just the remainder of the crowd fleeing for the exits.Leaning on Ardon and Rain, the young woman leads her rescuers to a side exit and lift which is thankfully empty. Descending three floors, the group enters a narrow dimly lit corridor. Forced to move at half speed because of the woman's condition, the group makes several turns past several shut doors,  until they stand in front of an apartment door, number 3107."This floor is unoccupied, and a friend owns this apartment," she explains, drawing out a passcard from her pocket with some difficulty. You can all see a red blaster wound on her side, beneath the scorched tear in her jumpsuit. "Blasted troopers meant to stun me, but they got a little trigger happy." she notes.The lights turn on automatically as you enter, revealing a large room, simple but comfortable, with many chairs and tables. A public information terminal stands against a wall, and doors lead to a kitchen and a bedroom. Collapsing on a couch, the young woman looks up at you all. "I'm sorry I got you all involved, especially you," she says looking a Ardon. "But I couldn't be arrested, not now."She sighs with a pensive look on her face, then continues."Look, you will all get paid, I promise. But I'm going to need more help." She stops as her breathing becomes labored then shifting to a more comfortable position continues."My name is Maya, I'm an agent of Alderaan Security. The Imperials must have found out I was coming and tried to waylay me as soon as I got here so they could deport me. I'm here to pick up a piece of cargo.But I am in no shape to do so..ugh..now. By what you did back on the Promenade I think you all might be able and willing to help....but..."Shaking her head, she spits out her offer, "I need you to meet a droid named Switch. The droid knows where the cargo is. If you get it, I can get us off the station."Looking drained, Maya rests her head back."While you are meeting Switch, please have him send me a doctor. The droid is supposed to be well connected..somehow. He can be trusted well enough as long as we are doing business.""I know this is alot to process..you don't have to decide now.You can stay here as long as you wish and talk it over. But my employer is Senator Bail Organa, and the cargo is..his property. He is a man of means to say the least and will pay well for your services."Maya falls silent, at first you think she has passed out, but she remains still awaiting your reactions.</blockquote>

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