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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Diesel" data-source="post: 4217856" data-attributes="member: 65114">While the others prepare, Rain moves stealthily around the corner. This part of the corridor, like the rest she has just traveled, is in poor shape. The young woman finds ample shadow in which to linger and debris behind which to hide unseen.Ahead about 40 feet, where the corridor takes another turn to the left, she spies a large closed door. Above a control panel in faded black paint is stenciled the label : V14.To the right of the door is the source of the squealing. Two large greenskinned porcine beings with snouts and tusked mouths stand nearby, their attention on each other and little else. Each carries a vibro axe, and is absorbed into a loud conversation with the other. Their unitelligable speech and alien faces make it impossible to gauge their mood.As Ardon approaches, the Gamorreans turn. They listen to him, unconcerned. Then with a few grunts, one of the guards points to the door. With a laugh and a few words of what one can assume to be Gamorrean, he extends his hand out palm up, as if wants something from the Twi'lek.</blockquote>