From one look at the diagram of the ship, Trychon basically knew which way to head. There wasn't any real direction that was going to be completely empty the entire way, but overall, the ship seemed to be rather... empty. His luck wouldn't carry him forever though.
He made his way down the corridor.
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He seemed to be right so far, it was the 'night' shift for the crew it seemed. He'd walked past a few people, but he did his best to look as though he was minding his own business, and they seemed tired enough to believe it. Probably a good thing he had his lightsaber in the bag, but he felt nearly naked without it. He opened up the top of the bag and made sure his weapon was right on top, so he could just reach in and grab it... he kept the bag closed enough that nobody should notice.
He was starting to get into a rhythm and was halfway there, when his guard began to slip. He was surprised when the door to his left opened. Surprised enough that he could feel that he wasn't going to be able to explain the reaction. This man was dressed in a Lieutenant's uniform, and seemed ready to ask questions.
Trychon spun around in a complete one hundred eighty degree turn and stretched out his right hand to force shove the man back inside his room while his left reached into his bag for his trusty blade.
He followed the tumbling man into the room and shut the door.
He made short work of the man, with a kick and a swing of the blade. He was about to leave when his eye caught on an object on the table off to the side of the door.
A black military cap. Hmmm... cool hat... should match my black fatigues well...
He took the hat and put it on, exiting the room and headed down the corridor again. He got a few more odd looks, but no trouble. Full disguises are overated...
Before long, he was right outside the room he knew Raezyr and Dianna to be in. He could feel Raezyr building something up... but he didn't worry about it. He was sure that he felt Raezyr notice him as well.
He pulled out the datapad and got to work.
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The guard by the computer console noticed a light blinking, and it had never done that before. "Hey, John... check this out..."
Another guard walked over, and the man he was talking to couldn't help but follow him. The three of them stared at the light. The one who responded to the name John spoke next. "Well, I'll be darned. Don't know what that is. Do you think that we should..."
Then the console overloaded. Sending the three men back into the bulkhead, crushing bones from both the explosion and the immediate impact after it. The other 6 guards were all thrown off their feet, but none suffered any major injury.
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Trychon peered under the bill of his cap and at the door as he heard the explosion. Another few buttons on his datapad, the door slid open and the lights overloaded. Hopefully, Raezyr's cell also opened at the same time. He could feel Raezyr's reaction to the open door. He glanced into the room. It had worked as well as he could have hoped.... three down. He reached into the bag hanging from his shoulder and grabbed the two lightsaber hilts that he had brought for his friend. He dropped the bag, ignited his own blade, ready to spring into action in just a moment.
Then he threw the two spare weapons through the smoke.
Catch.
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