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]

Two things, Random thinks, shivering a bit as he reflects on the reason why they're even on the moon of Endor in the first place.

Gears, meanwhile, shakes his head and gives Softheart one last, reassuring rub before standing and joining the other Minicions on their way to the trail.

Random is taken out of his thoughts by Ransack's question and looks down at himself again, smiling a small smile as he sees where Kia has landed up and gives her a reassuring squeeze. He looks back at Ransack. "You don't need it?"