ANH 'verse. The Death Star. Waiting . . . waiting . . .

[astrotechmech]

Random turns the swivel chair back and forth, back and forth. 'Lock the door,' they said! 'Hope they don't have blasters,' they said! Well, the door is locked, and the Astrotroopers certainly have blasters! It is just going be only a matter of time before they discover that fact and try to blast the door open!

On top of that it turns out Princess Arcee is here. In the detention block. Awaiting termination. Jetfire and Hot Shot are seeing if they can prevent that. Nobody else from the ship was listed in the computer's databanks though.

Random stops moving the chair like an irritated organic does its tail, sighs, and rubs his face, grieving the loss of his crewmates.

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[astrotechmech]

Once she's comfortable and he is sure he has got her securely attached to him, he begins to move in the direction of the mess, ignoring the PA despite the temptation to glare at one of the security cameras protectively.

[random_xtras]

Kia doesn't look up, though her tank continues to grumble softly. She's too busy listening to her mentor's engine and sparksong and feeling content despite their circumstances.

[astrotechmech]

Random smiles his small smile that appears more often now that he has got Kia than it had before. And since he doesn't seem to be expiring anytime soon, his engine will gladly rumble and his spark will gladly sing all the way to the mess.

[random_xtras]

The mess... is a bit of a mess. And the supply of liquid energon which was kept here is indeed gone. But Murphy is setting what looks like a couple of pale pinkish bricks on the table, beeping busily as he bops to whatever music he's listening to at the moment.

[astrotechmech]

He wonders how much of it was actually caused by the Astrotroopers, knowing this crew. He looks around and carefully begins to cross the room with his passenger, intending to investigate one of the 'bricks.'