Aram Kalast
I M P E R I A L
This is the continuation to the Aram Kalast and [member="Kira Vaal"] arch of the recent Tier 3 Dominion.
Stepping forward into the prison block control centre Aram Kalast was greeted by the surprised look of the staff at work throughout the stations.
“Supreme Commander?” One of the deck officers approached Aram and his guard. “We were unaware of your inspection.”
“Inspection?” Aram tilted an eyebrow, “I am here to see the prisoner Captain. Release the seals.”
There was a moments silence.
“The Pri-prisoner sir?” The Captain swallowed hard in a worried way. “Your escort has already transferred her to the alternative block as per your earlier orders?”
The heat raised in Aram’s face. “My escort?” He waved a hand to the stormtroopers behind him who moved with speed towards the cell where Kira was no longer being held. “I gave no order Captain.”
“No order?” A step backwards, rather unlike he was trained to do. “They had the proper codes sir, two stormtroopers from your regiment. It all matched up.”
“I’m sure it did.” Aram turned on his heel. “Lieutenant.”
A blaster was raised at the crew of the prison-block and forcing them to back into the now empty cell. Doors were closed shortly afterwards.
“I want them found. Scan every corridor and stop everyone for identification. I want this ship on lock down NOW!”
Stepping forward into the prison block control centre Aram Kalast was greeted by the surprised look of the staff at work throughout the stations.
“Supreme Commander?” One of the deck officers approached Aram and his guard. “We were unaware of your inspection.”
“Inspection?” Aram tilted an eyebrow, “I am here to see the prisoner Captain. Release the seals.”
There was a moments silence.
“The Pri-prisoner sir?” The Captain swallowed hard in a worried way. “Your escort has already transferred her to the alternative block as per your earlier orders?”
The heat raised in Aram’s face. “My escort?” He waved a hand to the stormtroopers behind him who moved with speed towards the cell where Kira was no longer being held. “I gave no order Captain.”
“No order?” A step backwards, rather unlike he was trained to do. “They had the proper codes sir, two stormtroopers from your regiment. It all matched up.”
“I’m sure it did.” Aram turned on his heel. “Lieutenant.”
A blaster was raised at the crew of the prison-block and forcing them to back into the now empty cell. Doors were closed shortly afterwards.
“I want them found. Scan every corridor and stop everyone for identification. I want this ship on lock down NOW!”