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]

"Kia?"

Jump? But she's sitting on him!

"Whoa!" Random tries to the direct the tank contents to the floor and not him.

[random_xtras]

Thankfully, Kia has the presence of mind to help, so Random stays safe. But then the little femme starts to cry again.

"I think something happened to Scavenger."

[astrotechmech]

Random frowns at the stuff on the floor. "You okay?"

"Shh, shh. What makes you think that?"

[random_xtras]

"It...." She shudders and cries some more. "It feels like it."

[astrotechmech]

"Shh, shh," he says softly, rubbing her back. Now he really wants to talk to somebody.

[random_xtras]

She's never been this scared. All she can do is cling to her mentor and try to hide from the bad feeling.

And be looked at with big sympathy by the little black Minicon by the door.

[astrotechmech]

"Shh, shh." Random pulls her back into a hug.

Random looks to the door. "Any word from the others?"