They constantly watched us, making sure we were quite aware that we stood
on their turf. They gave the impression that one wrong move, and we'd be
chewing on a blaster bolt. -Personal Log of Lt. George
Another stormtrooper came down the hall and exited via the boarding ramp. Elibex sighed and watched him and his team as they took everything out of a crate to scan it piece by piece, just like Dantien had said. This one was full of cleaning supplies. She looked back and confirmed that Baka still occupied the quad laser turret.
The Imperials finished checking that box and came back onto the ship. They marched toward the far entrance of the cargo bay, toward Prat, who was standing by the door to the guys' cabin. She shifted her weight uneasily. They'd be back in another few minutes, she knew. Why they couldn't agree that C.S.S. would leave the cargo and go back to Coruscant, she didn't know. She hated having the Imperials aboard with blasters. They wouldn't need them. Maybe it was symbolic, but the only person they needed to keep in line was Baka, and he only because he was young and didn't grasp the benefits of peace. She believed he was always too ready for action.
Elibex never did like the idea of war, though she understood why it was necessary. If the Rebellion hadn't occurred, her whole species, Mon Calamari, would still be controlled by the racist Empire. She would never have had the chance to get such an interesting job, even if at the moment, the situation was too unpredictable for her tastes.
The scanning team appeared in the cargo bay doorway closest to her with their heavy load. They once again came around the hall and walked down the ramp. This was getting quite boring indeed.
chewing on a blaster bolt. -Personal Log of Lt. George
Another stormtrooper came down the hall and exited via the boarding ramp. Elibex sighed and watched him and his team as they took everything out of a crate to scan it piece by piece, just like Dantien had said. This one was full of cleaning supplies. She looked back and confirmed that Baka still occupied the quad laser turret.
The Imperials finished checking that box and came back onto the ship. They marched toward the far entrance of the cargo bay, toward Prat, who was standing by the door to the guys' cabin. She shifted her weight uneasily. They'd be back in another few minutes, she knew. Why they couldn't agree that C.S.S. would leave the cargo and go back to Coruscant, she didn't know. She hated having the Imperials aboard with blasters. They wouldn't need them. Maybe it was symbolic, but the only person they needed to keep in line was Baka, and he only because he was young and didn't grasp the benefits of peace. She believed he was always too ready for action.
Elibex never did like the idea of war, though she understood why it was necessary. If the Rebellion hadn't occurred, her whole species, Mon Calamari, would still be controlled by the racist Empire. She would never have had the chance to get such an interesting job, even if at the moment, the situation was too unpredictable for her tastes.
The scanning team appeared in the cargo bay doorway closest to her with their heavy load. They once again came around the hall and walked down the ramp. This was getting quite boring indeed.