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The shuttle doors closed, scraping at the last moment on the rails. The constant reminder of the Empire's faltering power struggle through the years echoed within the mettalic noise that reviberated inside the hollow ship. The shuttle's layout was nothing of particular notice, the seats were made of a flexible cheap metal, covered with a common monotone cloth. The seats were positioned on the sides of the shuttle, 24 to be exact. Walking in the Officer took notice of the rather large group of people riding this shuttle. It's destination, caused the Officer's wonder as it would arrive within the higher ranking area. Only by request would one be going there. sitting across from Aurora, the officer glanced down the row of seats, 2 Twileks sat next to one another in a heated debate of politics, no doubt senators of some sort being called upon to be bribed. 3 clean cut humans clad in military outfits sat, distancing one another one seat each, and 4 oddly dressed humanoids sat at the corner of the shuttle two on each side.
The officer frowned for a minute, there garments were familiar but distant from a connection in his mind. Turning toward Aurora he quietly cleared his throat and whispered. "Mi'lady, do you perhaps recognize those outfits the four in the corner are wearing?" Hoping her expierence and intelligence would perhaps be able to decipher this puzzle. As soon as he had posed the question he immeaditly sat straight up and slightly blushed realizing the stupidity and idiocracy of such a question.

The officer frowned realizing his out of place statement, such actions cold be viewed as rebellious... the word struck a chord in his head. Closing his eyes he began to sway back and forth attepting to unravel a study lesson when he was in the academy, mumbling he began to recite his classes, astronomics, geometrics, history... then it snapped into place. The insignia that briefly showed when one of the man posistioned himself ressembled that closely to a logo used by an army a while ago. "The Repub...." Speaking outloud embarassed upon breaking his silence he glanced over toward the men who seem to shift nervously. Yet again leaning toward Aurora, he attempted to adress her properly. "Excuse me sub-luitenant, I believe those men are from the Republic, one of the men bear a slightly modified symbol the Republic used during the rebellion." Being as quiet and precise with words as possible the officer hoped the commander knew of what he was talking about.

He stood beside the door to the cockpit of the shuttle,watching the passengers carefully.They were military or contractors of course, but he still had to watch them, just in case.He spotted the officer as he approached, so he quickly snapped to the position of attention and slauted and waited for the return salute.This particular office seemed a bit preoccupied though.He was only an NCO, who was he to question the officers motives.He smiled to himself under his helmet as he watched.Well,at least this job was better than being stationed aboard a Cruiser.His smile faded as he remembered he had a job to do and the responsibilities of a Seargent are not to be taken lightly.The craft shook a little as they hit some minor turbulene, he kept his balance,and barely even moved.