The two Gamorreans standing guard at the door to the nightclub had nearly torn each other to shreds before other security guards could pull them apart. Later when they had been patched up and questioned, each claimed the other had started the fight by insulting their Matron. In the confusion which had occurred, nobody noticed the two cloaked figures who slipped inside.
Minutes later, using similar tactics, the cloaked figures slipped into the backroom and to the service turbo lift. Later, the guard at the elevator door would vaguely remember allowing two repairmen go to the basement to service the ventilator system, but he was never able to quite recall what they looked like.
The power droid on the maintenance level detected the presence of two unscheduled organic repair entities and assessed the necessity of relaying the information to the central computer, but the organics were already interfacing with the main computer at a terminal and it came to the conlcusion the information would be redundant and therefore not required. A moment later the lowly GNK power droid received the command authorization to activate the overhead shipment receiving access port and admit two more organics attempting to download cargo to the droid's facility.
It slowly made it's way through the various apparatus found in the bowels of the large building owned by a minor Hutt crime lord. Apparatus that provided environment control and various other function necessary to facilitate the proper functioning of such a large facility.
It extended it's rarely used manipulator arm from the front compartment and interfaced with the door's security controls. It took the security program several moments to recognize the droid as it this was a very rare occurrence. Most often, droid's were prohibited from accessing doors such as this one, but the central computer validated the droid had been given the proper commands and relented to it's request.
The big overhead doors slid upward revealing a large cargo skiff already in place and ready to download it's contents. The GNK droid viewed the process with it's optical receptor, then scanned the equipment as was standard procedure. The droid was attempting to upload the data to the central computer, informing it the shipment of weapons and various explosives had arrived, but the centcom was suddenly having trouble finding a record of the shipment even being ordered. It was about to resend the information when the two organic repair units which had been interfacing with the centcom terminal walked in. They conferred with the two organic delivery units for a moment then one of them opened the cargo storage unit's access panel and removed an object which was then pointed at the droid.
The gonk droid recognized the object. It was an ion blaster designed to override and incapacitate a droid. The droid had suffered an ion blast once long ago and it was not a pleasant incident which was stored in it's data banks. It attempted to plead with the organics, but all they heard was a heavily electronic noise vaguely resembling, "Gonk... gonk..." The droid went unexpectedly off-line.
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