Lost Tales of the Old Republic is a weekly fan fiction story, written by RepublicTrooper.com’s very own Tim Bertram. Tim is an aspiring author, with one completed novel already under his belt. Each and every Monday, Tim will give you a fresh installment in the Lost Tales of the Old Republic series. Enjoy!
The team moved cautiously down the corridors deeper into the detention center. They passed several security droids that, had they not been deactivated at the command center, would have been attacking. “Hold up.” Gage ordered as they approached the last security lock. “Blaster, take a look.” Blaster moved up to the door slowly in a crouched position. He took a look through the window and responded ‘Clear’ into the comms channel. “Zeikk.” Gage nodded towards the door.
Zeikk stepped up and used the coded key they had acquired in the control room. As the door opened he was suddenly knocked into the door frame as Greasy pushed past dashing into the cellblock, Jenz following close behind. The block itself was easily a hundred meters deep lined on both sides with cells. With the security lockdown in place, they would have to open each cell individually. As Zeikk started with the closest cell, Greasy and Jenz ran down from cell to cell looking through the barred window in each door, sometimes calling into a cell to wake a sleeping individual. About half of the cells were occupied, most of them with Balmorrans. As the first bewildered citizens were set free from their cells, Gage and Rein briefly informed them of their impending escape and readied them for the exit. Blaster followed the two women as they searched for Thalin.
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