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"It sounds like a plan to me, if a not very well structured one." says Tel'Kar as she gives him a look at the horribly covered 'when you fail' comment. "Anyway. Ready? One...two...three." She throws open the door and puts on her best smile as she speaks in a booming voice, "Evening gents! Now, you know, many of your friends are outside right now and have lost the ability to breathe. I would strongly suggest you drop your weaponry and hand yourself over to the authorities peacefully, else we'll have to spill just a touch of blood."

It goes over just about as well as she had actually expected. After a long pause and several incredulous stares, someone in the large group of armed gangsters yells, "What're you waiting for? Shoot!" and the entire room alights with blaster fire. "Huh. Why do they never listen to reason?" asks Tel'Kar with a small smirk as she dives back out the door and leans against the wall, red, yellow, and green blaster bolts following her out. "Well, I suppose we'll have to use your considerably less kind approach, Soran. I'll wait for your signal."