Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
"Well... I came from Bonadan. Wanted to serve the Empire, and here I am." He gave a soft chuckle.
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Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
"Why the chuckle? Considering where we are, it's kinda creepy, man." That was really all the Captain could say as they reached the weapon console.
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
"Much fun. Hey... What happened to the console?" Where the console once was was an acidified pile of durasteel.
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
"Do I have the answers to everything?" The Captain sighed. "I guess whatever chewed that hole is still alive."
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
"Still alive? I love that song!" A glare from the captain hit his face, and he shut up. "Alright... We need to find a backup control console."
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
"And where would we find something like that on a station this old? The maintenance lab?" It wasn't like he was the engineer here...
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Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
"I'd say so. It's the best place to find what we're looking for on this scrapheap." The lieutenant began to lead the captain down the hall to the maintenance lab.
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
"Let me guess... You studied the entire station before you came on board, didn't you?" God, the Lieutenant was such a nerd.
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
"As a matter of fact, I did. Maybe I wouldn't have to keep answering all your questions if you had done your own research, sir." Ooooo... a snarky comeback.
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
"And Fabula Cavataio would be proud with the amount of snark you're churning out." The captain sneered as they finally reached the lab.
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
"Well, let's open the doors up and access the control console." The lieutenant moved to use his fusion cutter to cut a hole big enough for both of them to fit through.
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
Stepping forward first again, the Captain was infuriated. "Really? Another console melted to slag?"
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
"It would appear that our mysterious intruder doesn't want to be gunned down." The Lieutenant sighed. There was no tertiary control console, unless...
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
"Terrible idea - why don't we just use the shuttle to control the weapons? Seems easy enough." A technologically oriented plan. Brilliant.
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
"That's... That's... That's actually a decent plan, Captain." The lieutenant was stunned. For once, his captain was technologically apt with a plan.
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
"Well, I am quite the mind-monger." More like an nerf herder, but he didn't care. "Care to do the honors again, Lieutenant?"
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
"I guess so..." A soft sigh elicited from the Lieutenant's helmet as he sent yet another order to the droid. Guns began to fire throughout the station at some target, one they didn't see.
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
"Gee. Sounds like you really disturbed a hornet's nest there..." The captain guffawed, chuckling as the station's defenses pounder away at whatever the hell this hostile target was.
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
"The guns have no targeting parameters. They'll shoot at anything that seems out of place." He paused for a moment, then facepalmed.
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