To say that the dig is an utter mess, would be a severe over exaggeration. Broken furniture is scattered from one end of the dig to the other. Talon marks are dug deeply into the bar, anybody with good knowledge about alien physiology would recognize them as Trandoshan claw marks. Several wounded sentients sit about, others lying down. Bent over a bloodied Corellian is a short blue twi'lek, applying first aid in order to save the man's life. The Twi'lek himself does not look anything spectacular, beyond the fact he himself looks relatively unharmed. His white jacket has a tear in the front, but there are no signs of any wounds. Blood covers his fingertips as he gently tends to the corellian's knife wounds. Sweat rolls off of his brow as he works feverishly. If anything, a look of guilt can