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The Woebegone had just reverted to realspace when 114Ds audio sensors registered unusual sounds from aft: an activation click, a prolonged hiss of energy, a dopplering slash, a stuttering exhalation of breath. The sounds were followed by a sudden outpouring of heat from the corridor that accessed the cargo bays and what might have been interpreted as a gust of wind. Only by adjusting the input rate of its photoreceptors was the droid able to identify the blur that raced into the cabin space as a male Muun dressed in a hooded robe, trousers, and softboots that reached his shins. Maa Kaap, PePe, Wandau, and Zuto turned in unison as the Muun came to a momentumdefying stop a few meters from where the four of them were seated. Clenched in his right hand was a crimsonbladed energy device the droids data bank recognized as a lightsabera weapon used almost exclusively by members of the Jedi Order. And yet the recognition prompted a moment of bewilderment. The Jedi were known to be guardians of peace and enforcers of justice, but the Muuns comportmentthe set of his long limbs, the feral working of his jutting jaw, the yellow blaze in his eyessuggested anything but peace. As for justice, 114D couldnt retrieve a single instance of the four crew members having performed an offense that warranted capital punishment. The humming lightsaber dangling from his left hand, the Muun remained silent, letting his posture speak for his nefarious intent. In turn the crew members, realizing that they were being wrongly accused, clambered to their feet, reaching at the same time for the weapons strapped to their hips and thighs. That the Muun permitted them to do so furnished 114D with yet another mysteryat least until it realized that the Muun was merely courting combat. The droid wondered what Captain Lah could possibly have said or done to arouse so much wrath in the Muun. It replayed the memory of her priming the blaster. Had she decided that the problems the Muun presented for the Woebegone could best be solved by killing him, only to have misjudged him entirely Regardless, it was apparent that the Muun believed the entire ship complicit in Captain Lahs actions, and had decided to take it upon himself to mete out retribution of the cruelest sort. 114D assumed that this would include him, and instantly initiated a series of redundant routines that would back up and store data, in order to provide a record of what was about to occur. The faceoff tableau in the cabinspace had endured for only a moment when Wandau, who had served as a bodyguard for a celebrated Hutt, leapt into action, drawing and firing his blaster even as he raced for cover behind one of the bulkheads. A split second behind, Maa Kaap raised his weapon and fired a continuous hail of blaster bolts at the Muun. In the same instant Zuto and PePe, crouched low to the deck, sprang forward in an attempt to outflank their opponent and place him at the center of a deadly crossfire.