<b>Outside the <i>Lucky Hand</i></b><br/><br/>The two troopers were soon joined by a uniformed woman with insignia of the Imperial Customs Office.  She had all the confidence and bearing of a minor government bureaucrat with two armed troopers at her disposal.  "I am Lieutenant<a class="link link--external" href="https://pre00.deviantart.net/9a4b/th/pre/f/2010/232/8/5/reporting_for_duty_by_hydraness.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Kara Starglow</a>of the Imperial Customs Service.  How long have you owned this ship...Captain?"  She asked, as if Kam were not quite who she had been expecting.  She stood with her back straight, hands clasped behind her back, which had the effect of pressing her rather large breasts a little tighter into her uniform blouse.  She had a blaster at her side, but it seemed the furthest thing from her mind as such dirty work would easily be handled by her escort.  She inspected the registration when it was provided, making a few notes on her own pad before slipping it back into her belt.  "You don't mind if I take a look around do you Captain?"  Her tone suggesting he didn't really have much choice in the matter.<br/><br/>"Is anyone else on board?"  She asked Kam as she returned his credentials in an almost dismissive fashion as she headed up the ramp.  She paused and turned to the troopers. "You two keep an eye out from here, no one comes or goes without my permission."  Kara led the way, as if she were perfectly familiar with the layout of this rather typical freighter.  "What was your last Port of Call?"  She asked, though it didn't appear that she cared that much about the answer.  "What are you carrying now?"  It was all rather mundane until she came to a medium sized access panel.  "And what do you have for me?"  She asked expectantly, as if this had all been pre-arranged and she was merely waiting for them to open the panel.<br/><br/>She looked as if she was about to lose her patience with the situation when her com link crackled to life.  "We got to go Lieutenant, there's been an incident.  Are you OK on your own?"  She thought for a moment, suddenly worried about not having the upper hand with people she clearly thought not entirely trustworthy.  She should really leave with the troopers but she didn't want her 'package' to get away.  "Yes, I'm fine here, come back when you have the incident secured."  She said, doing her best to keep her voice confident and in charge.