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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[random_xtras]

"To run fast and get in a lifepod, then to take the message to Scavenger." She leans against him again, a sad blurt of static coming from her vocalizer.

[astrotechmech]

Random begins to rock her back and forth again. "I-If she had you run and escape, w-whatever she wanted Scavenger to have m-must've been important. Y-you just did what s-she asked. F-Following orders even when the p-purpose w-wasn't even clear."

[random_xtras]

"But now we're all alone." Her soft voice is full of sparkbreak.

[astrotechmech]

"A-Are we?"

[random_xtras]

She hesitates for several long moments, but then the expression in her wide, pale optics clear with something akin to surprise.

"No...."

[astrotechmech]

Random had thought that that hadn't been true: That they were alone, but he had wanted to hear it from her.

"Then who?"

[random_xtras]

Those big optics look up at him. "...Scavenger. And Hot Shot. Jetfire. Murphy. Airazor. And Commetor."

[astrotechmech]

Random gives her a little smile. "Yes."

[random_xtras]

"We have... a new family?" Her brow ridges lift slightly.

[astrotechmech]

"Well, I'm not sure about Jetfire . . . Or Airazor . . . But I guess so."