The officer takes the ID, starting to look it over carefully, "Humans and Sullustans can't cross-breed. This ID is a fake. Cuff him."

The other officer starts to pull out his handcuffs when both suddenly freeze, "Forget it, we've got to go!" One of the officers clips a tracking band on Raxle's wrist, and then both officers start sprinting away, another more pressing matter having come up. Undermanned as they are, someone in a disguise carrying a fake ID isn't all that important. They can always pick him up later if they get the chance.

What they put this tracker on me. Those jerks. Their taking off to another call. What good luck. Here is my chance. Just need to take it off. Raxle takes his multi tool and removes the device. The device shocks his wrists. That hurts! I better run for it. Just need to find a place to change into my human form.

The tracker on the officer's wrist beeps and alarm and he yells, "Hey! He took it off!"

As the pair turn and start running towards Raxle, the officer talks into his wrist comm, "One-Aurek Twenty in foot pursuit of suspect, heading south on Duin. Suggest One-Leth-Twelve handle the four-fifteen. Hey you! STOP!"

RO-0K watches Raxle get stopped by the Sullustian officers and presumably questioned, some of the conversation comes through the din of the crowd.. Di..Did he just claim to be a Sullustian/Human hybrid?! RO-0K tapped Bestin's scaled arm, That idiot just tried to convince them that he was a Human/Sullustian hybrid.. might as well told them he was a shaved wookie....

When Raxle takes off running with the officers in hot pursuit, Bestin turns to RO-0K, "Hsssk... Should we help him? Or let him fix hisss own messss?"

The droid let out an exaggerated sigh as it watches the animated reaction from the officers. I am not sure what we can do to help, that won't get caught up with him... If he could escape detection, we could redirect the officers attention elsewhere. RO-0K moved forward towards the pursuing officers. Come along Bestin, follow my lead....

Raxle starts to run away from the officers. As Raxle looks over his shoulder and sees one of the officers trips and falls. Great that's a big help. Then of of a sudden Raxle runs into to an Ugnaught. He doesn't look or sound happy with me. The Ugnaught attempts to grab Raxle's arm. Raxle states, let me of go.

The Ugnaught squeals angrily and yells for the officers as Raxle tries to shove him off "I got him! I got him!" The prone officer has picked himself up and the pair are quickly bearing down on the disguised Clawdite when Raxle finally shakes off the Ugnaught, shoving him to the ground.

Raxle tries to reopen the gap with the police, but they have the momentum on their side and close to about ten yards, fully capitalizing on the Ugnaught's assistance. As the chase approaches an intersection, Raxle has to choose between trying to cross the street in traffic or turning and continuing to run down the sidewalk.

Raxle took off towards a traffic lane. As he passing through the first lane a very fast hotrod open speeder went sizing by. Darn speeder. He almost killed me. Their almost on me. I need to think fast and get out of here.

Raxle runs towards a open doorway that was across the street. Both cops are close on his tail. Raxle knocks over a trash collector droid. Sorry about that. That gives Raxle a little more distance from the cops. Next he dashes in the doorway and the door slid open. Raxle pushed the door close switch. He pulls out his multi tool. Don't fail me now. He opens the switch panel. Pulls out the blue wires. It's always the blue wire. Connects them and sees a spark. That should hold them for a little while. Now it's time to change into Will Kramer. I hope the others are not mad?

The officer runs up to the door, skidding to a stop as Raxle turns away from the panel. He starts talking into his comm, relaying the location and other information to the dispatcher while his partner tries the door.

Raxle looks around a notices there is a Mother and a child Sullustan standing in the lobby of what looks to be a hotel. Behide the front counter there appears to a Sullustan working for the hotel. Raxle says in a nice excited voice to mother and child. I'm sorry, but excuse me. Raxle starts to run down one of the hallways. I just need a place to change. How hard can this be?

The woman scoops up her child and screams as the freakish Sullustan on the run from the police dashes past. Just after Raxle disappears from sight, the police fix the door. It slides open and they rush in, only to be accosted by the panicked mother. After a moment of trying to sort things out, they rush down the hallway on a tip from the man at the desk.

RO-0K approached a public terminal and made sure any cameras in the area were facing the other direction. It took a moment to re-calibrate it's vocabulator to a more prissy higher pitched voice of a protocal droid.

As soon as there was an answer, RO-0k began talking.. fast .

My word! The largest sullustian I've ever seen just eluded your coluges and is escaping into the underground market, if you hurry you may catch him. Ohmyohme what shall we do if he eludes law enforcement and BREEDS why there would be giant sullustians everywhere can you imagine?!--

Bestin sighed and severed the link and dragged RO-0k away from the terminal..

-- Oh my, I've been accosted! You big oaf I shall report you to--

Bestine smacked RO-0K upside it's head, stopping his runaway speech.

RO-0K's head snapped back to Bestin, it's voice back to normal. Thank you! My circuits almost fused .. what a horrific fate..

A group of police officers rushed around the corner and one pointed in there direction. You there stop! You, droid, speak...

RO-0K straightened, I'm not some doll you can command, meatbag.. I aught to--

The officer waved a dismissive hand . Shut up, he told RO-0K and addressed the others, This isn't the droid we're looking for..

That way. Bestin hissed, pointing behind him.. Sstupid thing isss probably ssstill talking...

Shut up?! RO-0K demanded, Why you.... Before Bestin clamped a clawed hand over RO-0K's vocabulator and half carried it with him down the street.

As Raxle run down the hallway looking for a place to chance he runs into a group of Sullustan business men and ladies. The group appears to have been drinking because they seem overly load. Their conversation is loud even when they tell each other to keep their voices down.

I just can't find a empty place to change. It should be this hard.

As Raxle passes the group. He stats I'm glad your having fun. I think there is a party with free drinks going on in the lobby. It's just around the corner.

Raxle turns another corner looking for a good place to hide.

The disoriented police try to make sense of the differing accounts from the drunks, and quickly give up. Passing the party, they continue down the hall cautiously, each drawing their nightstick out of their belt loops.

As Raxle turns the corner he sees a bathroom. He hurries into it and notices no one inside. My lucky stars. He quickly changes into Will Kramer. Take off the jacket and now wearing his work overalls. Lets get out of here. As exits the bathroom. He sees the officer's in hot pursuit. One of officers shouts out. Have you seen a very large Sullustan? Will replied Yes he pasted me in the hallway. I think he's heading toward the turbo lifts. The officers run past Will down the hallway.

Will exits the hotel and started calling Rook and Bestin over comm link.

RO-0K perks up as it receives Raxle's call. Ah, have you finally finished playing with the local constabulary? Can we continue to your contact... Bestin nudges RO-0K, Tell him to sshapshhift into a bald wookiee.. Bestin starts laughing .

Shush. RO-0K scolds him, even though the thought did occur to it as well...

Will replies back to Rook. Yes I agree lets get back to work and find our contact. I'm so glad the guild didn't see this. As Will/Raxle lowers his head and walks towards the meeting place.

Will starts to head towards Rockwall bar. Luckily it's not to far away. But just far enough it's away from the commotion from the "incident". Will stats over com link. You two should go in first and look for our contact and any thing out of place. When your ready call me in. How does that sound? Hopefully they like it?

very well, RO-0K responds, We shall reconnoiter the establishment prior to your arrival.

Part Three: RO-0K, Raxle Alucard, and Bestin
Chapter Three: Meetings

On their way to the meeting place, RO-0K and Bestin get some curious looks since they aren't really in the right neighborhood, but no one stops them.

The Rockwall tapcafe is a decent joint, nothing special, and certainly not busy. Sorn Dom is the only customer aside from a table of extremely drunk Sullustans, carrying on loudly about old times. The decorations are mostly pictures of locations on Sullust, caves and lava flows and rock formations that probably mean more to native Sullustans than they do to RO-0K and Bestin. The back wall fits the theme, made to look like it's hewn out of raw stone, shelves cut into the stone. In fact, it might actually be stone. If so, RO-0K wonders how much it cost to get it here. The bartender, an extremely overweight Sullustan, points a chubby finger at RO-0K. "Oi! It's a twenny credit cover for you, droid."

Sorn Dom looks up curiously, recognition dawning on his face after a moment, "Lay off, Garrob. Dese guys are wid be." He pauses, shrugging. "I thig. You guys doe a Bill Kraber?" The protocol droid head hisses in annoyance.

I ask. Are you ready for me to come in?

Might as well.. RO-0K comms to Raxle, Our cover is essentially blown, since we are the only non -Sullustians in this establishment..

Sorn chuckles, "You do seeb a bid oud of place in a Sullustan expats' bar. How log before Bill geds here? Id's lade enough already, ed I don'd wad to stig aroud."

The droid huffs, "Mister Sorn, I told you that if you charge them, they'll be more considerate of your time. But nooo , you want to do a favor for your old pal."

"Shud ub, Tinny, or I'll kig your can dowd the road." Sorn says irritably, rapping his knuckles on its dome again.