[center]5 minutes later, Coruscant sub-level...[/center]
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"Dai Yeelo, who's this clown?"

"Hacker, wasn't much trouble before, don't know how he got to the droids."

The group, consisted of three security officers and a jedi, made their way through the underbelly of Coruscant. Guided by specialist Yann's tracking device and Morrin's force detection, they now stood a couple of buildings away from a shady looking clinic.

"Doesn't matter to us," Nya reminded. The sub-levels were damp and foul smelling, making her skin churn in many uncomfortable ways. The Firrereo took off her sweat drenched helmet, cliping it to her backpack while smoothing out her dual tone hair with her free hand. "This looks like the place."

"I should setup over there," sergeant Hemmings pointed to a platform overlooking the clinic. "Looks like a good vantage point."

Nya nodded in agreement. She watched as Hemmings slung his sniper rifle on his back before climbing onto a pipe, traversing a series of ledges and boards, and finally disappeared out of her view. The three remaining members proceeded forward, stopping again in front of the clinic. 

"Alright," Hemmings announced. "I'm in the shadows here, got a good sight line on the door but can't see inside."

"That is fine," Morrin noted, he tipped his feline head at the direction of the clinic entrance. A man, with a bionic arm, made his way out of the building. "They are coming to us; let me handle this."

Morrin slowly approached the cyborg man, with Nya and Yann not far behind him. The togorian raised his paw in greeting, while at the same time, channeling the force for persuasion. "Hello. My companions and I are looking for the invaders, force users and mandolorian mercenaries. We believe they have gone through the clinic, do you have any information?"