""This place reeks of Bantha waste and poverty." Sera complained.

The trio head up a few stairs and are greeted by a slim hallway of worn down doors and lights. The group treads down the hallway hearing the yelling, groaning, and moaning of doors that held whatever event was behind them. They find themselves to the room they were given and enter it via keycard. Upon entering the property, they are greeted with blue light shafts splintered by filthy blinds and dim shading, as well as a galore of empty drinks being accompanied with reflections and luster from such colors. Gerlan mumbles to himself when he falls straight down on a grimy couch and goes asleep. Sera and Callace sit across from eachother in dusty chairs.

Callace begins conversation

"I've known Gerlan since childhood. It all started when I was 8. I was being chased by a few Trandoshan thugs through alleyways in The Underworld here on Coruscant. It was intense I tell you. I ran for hours from these scoundrels. Hours! Can you believe it!? Anyhow, I soon enough founded myself in a small home taken by a Rodian. And that's when I met Gerlan, he was a brainy but cool fellow with the personality of a pirate and an above average genius. Gerlan took his makeshift blaster pistol and killed one of the Trandoshan scoundrels with a few blasts, the others ran away in fright since they hadn't expected that. Afterwards, Gerlan pretty much taught me the ropes of survival, how to make my own blaster pistol, make an efficient security spike, how to sneak into houses, you know, the sort of actions your culture would probably adore. Anyways, years went by and our trust grew stronger by those years. So yeah, we pretty much went through thick and thin to get by."

"Dare I ask, but what happened to your parents?"

"They were wiped out by The Empire when The Empire decided to do a conquest over in the Mandalorian system, I was born on Mandalore, but my parents begged for someone to take me to another system since they knew what was to come. And that was war. I was taken by an old hag who had the audacity to simply drop me off on Coruscant, which was then where I was put in an orphanage until I escaped and made my way to The Underworld. I guess you could say it was for the best. No one ever made a trip to the orphanage for the sole purpose to raise a minor."

After an hour of conversation, Gerlan frees his eyes, regarding blue thin shafts of light strike to his left. He picks up conversation and sits up, seeing Sera and Callace. Callace speaks to Sera about some ways they and Gerlan can get into The Underworld, but then Gerlan intervenes.

"I can help you guys get into The Underworld, I know a few smugglers that can transport us, even into the more, classified areas down there."
Callace angles himself to Gerlan after he speaks.
"We just need to know where we can find the Disciples of Maul. After we take them out, we're getting out of here."
"I hope by we're, you mean all of us right? I don't want to be stuck here, not like the good ole' days, y'know?" Gerlan makes a slight beg, he really didn't adore Coruscant like he used to back in the day.
"Of course Gerlan, hell, I'll make you my pilot, better you than me when it comes to flying." Callace chuckles after his feedback.

Gerlan exudes relief knowing he can accompany Callace once again. The atmosphere grew dubious, the blue light shafts turn bright green, the rumbling engines of speeders outside waned in frequency, and so with chatter. All around, just an outlandish presence was in their perimeter, as if someone was watching them. In the hotel, in the hallway, at the door.

The trio gave gestures, something wasn't right. Sera takes her Westar 35 and hunches to the doorway, she could hear breathing from the other side. Then the unknown figure made a run for it just as Sera was going to open the door and make a swift attack.

Callace launches himself from his seat and puts on his helmet. He tells Gerlan and Sera to get a speeder and follow the suspect. Valekren sees the faint figure he is chasing and they both burst their way out of the hotel, as did with Sera and Gerlan via window. They both hop in a vacant speeder and chase off after the suspect and Callace.

The pursuit was on! Valekren was being stricken with plenty of neon signs, obstacles, and citizens the suspect set in his way. Vaulting, ducking, and evading were the 3 things the two were doing. They make their way down the richer environments as various aliens and humans shuffle in fright of the frantic running. The suspect then drags out a DL-22 Blastech Pistol. Firing a plethora of bolts to Valekren, injuring those around him in the process. The only reason he and his companions didn't decide to shoot the suspect was so they could get possible information on the DoM and not accidentally kill anyone or their suspect, there's no reason for the trio to be eavesdropped, unless it was for the DoM to eliminate them. Soon enough into the pursuit, the Imperial Police is involved. Imperial Troopers in red striped white go on to chase the two by foot and air. Spotlights were given off by drones and cameras promptly rolled into the district's panels. Wanted signs showed up and Callace grunted in frustration. The suspect makes a sharp right turn to a dead end, he turns around, seeing a few Imperial Troopers. Callace hides behind the crowd as they watch in excitement.

"Stop right there criminal!" A Security Trooper points vigorously to the strange figure. The troopers had there weapons set to stun and aimed for the figure.

The figure then hops off the balcony that held the dead end to a halt. Callace' eyes widened. After thinking how stupid, yet achievable his next action would be. He pivots and jumps down the balcony as well.

There was no doubt in Callace' mind that this person was important. Valekren scarcely sees the suspect and glides his way to him through the hazy atmosphere the planet gave off as they both decline downwards, farther and farther. Callace is in arms reach of the suspect whilst the suspect seems to believe that it escaped due to the low awareness he gave off. He figured he was going to die. Valekren heaves a strong punch to the suspects head and is dazed to attention. A commerce of punches and holds are received and retrieved when the two battle it out in the open air. Both oppositions getting weaker, but more onto the suspects side.

Gerlan plunges the vacant speeder down to Callace' location and minute by minute, things get a lot more tense. Callace' helmet is flung off when their duel becomes far greater than imagined. Valekren flings himself back and then gives off an extremely harsh front kick to the suspects chin, stunning him incredibly. Callace now finally makes a successful grab to the suspects torso when he notices the speeder which he can only assume was Gerlan and Sera's. Callace leaps into the speeder and catches his helmet while doing so, and still holding the suspect. Valekren is now followed by a view of Sera knocking out the suspect by her boot, a final blow. Gerlan looks back at the mess and spins his head forward, boosting the speeder's engines to full throttle when they decide to leave the toxic vicinity of lower coruscant.

They all breath rapidly for a moment, all the suspense and intensity of failing the mission were at all of their finger tips. Sera takes the mask off the suspect and rips it off. Shocked what she saw, her eyes widened and in her view, showed a Zabrakian male. Callace stood from the suspect.

"Looks like we found our lead." Valekren resolves. He follows with another statement, this time to Gerlan.
"Take us to an abandoned warehouse. We can start interrogation there."
"Aye aye captain!" Gerlan acknowledges."