Once everyone that was in front of the bunker went inside, Waahr followed suite. He kept his shotgun raised and ready, one clawd ready on the trigger. He had seen half a dozen people go in... All the more to kill, if they got in the way. All he wanted was the Twi'lek. And that's what he'd get. The Maour inhaled through his nose, pickinhg up the new scents in the long-frozen ruin of a base. He could tell the difference between each scent. Some were wearing armor, the scent was dulled with metallic. One wasn't. A human. One smelled slightly different then the human he was used to... Could that be the one he was looking for? The Twi'lek? Waahr grunted, and stopped himself before going off into the main room, where everyone sa around hugging. Any force sensitives in the crowd could probably sense something extremely wrong, by now...
And something worse as a thermal detonator rolled around the corner, and into the room.
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