Khane moves swiftly, stepping into the elevator before the doors shut. Shoving his hand at the control console, he Force Pushes the door closed button inwards, hopefully keeping them shut even when they reach the top. 

"I don't know who you are, and I don't very much care. If you do not answer my questions immediately, I will kill you and find someone else who will. If you shout or raise the alarm I will kill you and everyone else in the building. If anyone else steps into the elevator their survival depends on how willing you are to answer me. Your survival also depends on how truthful you are. I can tell if you are lying, so don't even try."

Intimidation 23

Khane - You enter the elevator and issue your threat. The individual you pursued, a lightly armored Zabrak, looks at you in complete fear. She draws a blaster rifle and trains it on you. "Listen, I'll answer your damn questions but you won't kill me here. This blaster is my assurance of that, okay? So we can just calm down a little and neither of us will need to leave here with wounds. So, what are your questions?"

Khane chuckles 

"You couldn't harm me with that flimsy thing if my eyes were put out with hot irons and my hands were cut off, so I'll allow it. I am looking for information on a certain prisoner who is being held inside the royal prisons, a lady with red skin named Pazia. If you do not know anything then you will give me the name of someone who might."

Khane - The Zabrak seems immediately unsure of herself when faced with your total confidence. She pauses for a moment, “This elevator isn’t safe. If you let us go to a specific apartment then we can speak freely.”

Jax says, "Well maybe I can find more out first", jacking in her slicer's kit while trying to make it not quite obvious that is what she is doing.

[[Stealth: 17; Slicer's Kit: 22]]

T0-M80 arrives at the spaceport packed and ready, and by that he means just turning up as he is.
And there he is, by himself, a little confused. Did the others not share his enthusiasm for bringing down the empire? Impossible.
Perhaps they had been detained already, in which case they were fools to begin with.

Screw it.

He rolls over to an unoccupied corner and goes to reserve power. If there others were going to turn up he suspects it won't be quiet when they do.

Unreliable organics as always.

Jax - With that roll you hastily secure one piece of information. You may ask one answer that can be answered briefly to have procured from any one of the sections.

[[What is the least secure entrance to the prison?]]

Jax - You pull up as much information as you can to find that the most accessible and least defended entrance is in the Eastern Wing of the palace.

“A pleasure making business with you, gentleman.” He says dropping his hands and watching while the duo left, not keen on showing them his back. After they disappear of his view the twi’lek put his Lightsaber back in his pocket, hidden but easy to access should the need arise, and makes his way back to the cantina.

Jaless, he said to himself. That is the name I cannot forget. At least not until tomorrow, when they should meet with a team of six, hopefully skilled enough in smuggling or with a good enough payroll of corrupt guards to get them into the palace. In either case they would be able to provide them information about the security system. With that they could do something, maybe disarm the thing for enough time to release Paiza. From there it would be a race to the port.

Entering the Frozen Kova he looked for any of his new allies. The only one he found was Nima’vrei. Apparently she stayed at a table, avoiding unwanted attention and observing the area. She may very well outlive us all, he though going into her direction.

“I may just have got us a way in.” Tal’Rar told her while taking a seat. “Anything new happened while I was out?”

Nima shakes her head. "Nothing. What's the way in?"

“At least his means no bad news.” Something to be grateful about, he knew. Stormstrooper, super battledroid, runaways. That early and he could count three things that could very well get them killed. Or destroyed, in the case of the droid. “Well, about getting in…” Tal’Rar started while moving his Lekku, using the non-verbal language of their race: The guys I followed are part of a group that can get us there. We agreed on a meet tomorrow to fix the details. They will be expecting the six of us. “Let’s say I got lucky.”

He intentionally withheld the place of the meeting. It was rare for anyone but a Twi’lek to understand that language, but one could never be sure. That way even if they were being watched by anyone capable of understanding, said observer would gather the most vital information.

“Anyhow, where is the droid?” He didn’t remember seeing the machine by the entrance when he returned. Maybe he is in another part of the cantina. By the way, should I call a droid ‘him’? “We’ll have to update the others.” And perhaps be updated on something too. It wouldn’t be surprised if the other four had made progresses of their own too. Not with how eventful things seemed to be in the planet.

Khane nods "If you are trying to stall, it won't work. If there is a trap, I will not show mercy. Lead the way."

Nima nods, twitching her lekku in a response. Well done. What group? "Not sure about the droid. I'm sure he'll be back."

Khane - The Zabrak leads you to a small apartment where she locks the door, scans the room briefly, and turns to face you with her blaster still out. "If you want someone in the Royal Prison then my associates may have what you need. I am a member of the Frigid Insurgency, and some of us have been and worked in the Palace. I can't help you by myself, but I'll get you in contact with other members."

"That's very useful" says Lebenha to Jax with a honest smile. "We should go to look for the others..." she suggests

"I agree, let's return to the Cantina"

“If he is not taken or break on the way back.” He says while moving the lekku: no name given. I wouldn’t be surprised if they don’t have one. But they are against the enemy power. It’s enough to check them out. “Although, he came all the way here without any of this happening once, so he should be able to do it again.”

Not that Tal’Rar was really worried. It just felt safer to keep some conversation vocalized while communicating with the lekku. People usually tend to pay more attention to what it is said than to discreet gestures. Even someone capable to understand their true conversation could miss it paying attention to the wrong dialogue. Misdirection was far from a garanty, but it was still better than nothing. No way to make the lives of enemies, either putative or real, easier.

“We will need to find a more discreet place to talk with the others.” He looks in the direction of the bartender. Did the Frozen Kova provide accommodations? “Think we should all rent a room and follow travel from there?”

That was another thing to discuss when the team, if one could call them in such manner, regrouped. Hopefully it wouldn’t take much longer. Hopefully, it will be an easy job.

Leb and Jax - You two return to the Cantina, which has settled down from the stir earlier. You see Nima and Tal'rar, but not your other two allies.

Nima and Tal'rar - You see Leb and Jax return during your discussion. Rental for one room would cost 10 credits.

Lebenha feels some relief seeing the others. Not only because that means that the stormtroopers weren't looking for them, but because that means they are still on board. 

She approaches them and nods. 

"It's good to see you here. We've found some interesting information that could help us in our... endeavor. Do you know where are the rest?"