ANH. Imperial Shuttle near Imperial Blockade. Out of the frying pan . . .

[astrotechmech]

Random paces up and down the small "corridor" behind the pilots' chairs. It isn't enough that they're using probably very-much-illegally-bought Imperial codes to sneak past the Imperial blockade led by Nemesis Prime's imposing vessel and onto the forested moon holding the shield generator for Unicron's two bodies using Random's ship-clearing formula. But they're also doing it in a ship that he's fixed before while in Imperial service. Not the one he used to get his formula written, but it was still unnerving to be in a ship whose weak points you're all too familiar with.

Especially if you know where the Imperials need to hit in order to instantly blow it up.

All he needs to complete this nightmare is for his old Imperial CO to pop out of one of the shuttle's compartments.

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[astrotechmech]

Okay. Kia's confirmed. Oh, Rollerball's wanting Random to do it . . . Guess he asked for that.

Random carefully crouches down so he can take the tarp, but pauses before he can spread it out to see how it'll cover. "'Pet Bulk'?"

[random_xtras]

"... Yeah, I wanna know that too." Jetfire's frowning.

"They're Autotroopers that a friend of ours repaired." Dune Runner pauses with a hand out for a corner of the tarp and looks up at Random.

[astrotechmech]

"Oh." Random frowns slightly as he tries to decide if he wants to know more, considering Iceberg called them 'pet Bulks.' Probably not. Random hands Dune Runner a corner before pulling on another with his free hand, being careful of the flowers in his other hand.