The security cards did come in handy. At each door they were able to check to see if the offices were occupied. The offices were listed by planet name, and it didn't take long for them to come across the ones dedicated to Brodo Asogi. They entered into a dark office with several desks scattered around. The door to another office was open and light poured out from open portal.
"Is there a problem, guard?" a short puddle footed alien asked from the lighted office, slightly annoyed at being interupted.
The blue robed guard and the two maintanence workers entered the back office.
"Are you the Senator?" Raezyr asked, stopping in front of his desk.
"Yes! Now tell---"
The strange looking alien flew backward and slammed into transparisteel window behind him as Raezyr stretched out his hand.
Trychon leaped over the desk with little effort, aided by the Force as he did so, and removed the alien's head.
"Time to phone home," Trychon said as he put his saber away.
Raezyr gave him a quizical look. "Why did you say that?"
"I don't know."
"It was kind of a silly thing to say, don't you think?"
"Yeah, I guess so."
"Yeah."
They stood looking at each other rather awkwardly for a moment until Tyrrazapon spoke up.
"Sssssooooo... who's next?"
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