Fennex Zeerda
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Coruscant Undercity: Level 1313
2300 Hours Local Time
Poodoo! Fennex spat as burst out of the damp and smelly alley into a wide pedestrian thoroughfare. He searched frantically, sniffing at the air and looking every direction, trying to catch sight of the slicer before he could get too far. The dingus thought he could get away by throwing up a distraction like that? Pah, not likely. Not as long as Fennex had something to say about it. There was a muffled cry and roar of a panicked cry as a blaster shot went off behind him, somewhere inside the cantina he had just left. People started spilling out of the front and back entrances and filling the street, making Fennex's job that much more difficult. There! Fennex spied his target darting into another alley further down the block, and the Fox set off in a desperate chase.
The knight kept a paw on one of the lightsabers hidden in his coat pockets. Drawing them now would only bring him even more unwanted attention, but the slicer- Zero Renelo- had already shown he could be crafty when desperate, and didn't seem too keen to be taken in for questioning. And that said nothing of the flamboyant Exile peacock Fennex had just faced off with inside the cantina either. They had closed in on Zero at the same time, making knowing eye contact with eachother before both looking at their target, Zero. The undercity slimeball had seen the same thing they had- he'd seen it coming, and made a run for it. Before the two Force Users could do anything, there was a crash of glass and the tightly packed patrons swirled in irritation, pushing and jostling eachother, shouting angrily... and making way for the bandits escape.
Fen had made it out the side exit into the alley only a few moments after the slicer, and was in hot pursuit. He needed this lead. The Jedi needed this lead. There was a good chance the slicer had information on one of the missing councilors, and even if that information turned up nothing, it was not something the Order could allow to fall into enemy hands. Fennex had to protect it. The knight skidded on his hind paws around the corner of the alley he'd seen his prey duck into, vigilant and ready for an attack from any direction. The hunt was on.
@Faster Than Light