*the men back away from the grenade, which goes off in a blinding flash of light. They shield their eyes until the blast dissipates*
Man 1: Hurry, scan them! *motioning to the unconscious customers in the shop*
Man 2: Done! I scanned those two running away...they're clean too!
Man 3: It doesn't matter! We need to capture them---they might know something.
Man 1: If she isn't here, then...*he hears a clanging sound above him and looks up, eyes widening with realization*
Man 4: She's in the ceiling!
Forum A-Wing pilot of mysterious and indistinct gender. Aresener now and forever.
Last edited by Redwing; 06-22-2002 at 12:28 PM.