After a moment or so into the silence Rtora noticed he had been holding his breath. The Ipharian's hands flexed on his sword hilt, trying to find some sort of security from the weapon. His eyes flicked to and fro as he thought about what he should do. Soon Rtora sheathed his sword and moved against the door placing both hands on it, trying to make it look like he was trying to pry it open. In reality he closed his eyes and extended his mind into the room, to try and sense what it really was going on in there. If anyone even was alive anymore at the other side. "Stupid thing, open up..." He mumbled trying to be convincing while he worked the Force.
@GobMaw_HellSmasha "Looks like chicken", commented the bouncy botanic bint, eyes not moving from the scanner as she fumbled in her chest pocket for one of those mints Kina had given her. "And not the edible kind, y'know. He's running from Whisper, though. Not sure what they're trying to do there." She turned to look at the Jawa. "Y'think ground forces wanna know?" Of course, the commlink was already in the Zelosian's hand.
Kina did not move, she was standing with her arms crossed and back leaning against the wall by the door. She watched Rtora in the corner of her eye, then looked over to their Mandalorian. "Don't go overboard," she said simply. "Doesn't seem like the threat worked." She looked back over to the youngster. "Can you get it open, Rtora?"
After he got over with his quick mental scan, he genuinely tried to pry it open to play it off for good measure. "No, curse it." He shook his hands for he had strained his fingers while trying to open it. "They are still there, might just be afraid and waiting it out." He glanced at the keypad next to the door and just for the hell of it pushed open. Rtora was surprised it actually worked, hand quickly shifted to grab his sword hilt, ready to draw it to strike. "You come quietly and there's no further casualties, please." He said, still ready to pounce into action any moment.
Kina lazily broke from the wall and stepped over to Rtora's side, heavy blaster in her hand. "Thanks, kid," she praised the lizard.
Dek nodded to the reptilian , whose name they really wanted to catch as he seemed sensible despite his ... curious choice in weaponry they thought as they eyed the sword. The Nautolan doctor readied their blaster but did not level it not wanting to startle anyone as they 'smelled' their fear. As much as the doctor hated the term there was no other alternative for pheromone detection, least none that could be pronounced in basic
The door slid open with a thunk. Inside there were numerous desks and monitors covering nearly every square inch of wall space with a few consoles in the center of the room. A larger desk was set towards the far side of the room, currently unoccupied. Scanning the room the few Officers that appeared to be the last of the defenders, had their hands up while using a console as cover. A quick count showed that there were 4 Officers present and they all seemed afraid of what the attackers would do.
"Names and ranks, please," Kina barked with none of the politeness that 'please' usually indicates. She brandished her heavy pistol in plain view, before nudging one of the chairs aside from its desk to slump down into it. She kept her blaster resting on her knee. "You should be trained to be giving those up under torture, so be cooperative, we don't even need to go there," she stated simply. Truth was, she hated this job more and more by the minute.
The Mandalorian soon followed after the Twi'lek, not at all afraid to drag a stormtrooper's corpse over as evidence, before standing a bit behind his companion - acting more as a bit of muscle and intimidation rather than doing any of the talking. His other hand still carried the blaster that was - as before - still set to 'kill'. For the time being, at least, it wasn't being aimed at anyone; simply keeping the deadly weapon in sight.
@Casavay Fritz looked at green eyed lady with a blank expression. "Fritz don't know Metal chickens" he plainly stated to her, not entirely sure what she meant by those words. After looking away and scratching the back of his head trying to come up with something he turned to face her once more. "Maybe friend team know more of Metal chicken?" He then thought of a reason as to why said Metal chicken was apparently moving away from the base. "Oh! oh!, wasn't friend team supposed to stop some imp man from leaving? Maybe imp man is riding metal chicken" The next thought that went through his mind was the image of a man on the back of a giant chicken, like how Jawa clan would ride a Ronto. He wasn't quite sure what to make of that mental image.
