Dirske, of course, was the first to step aboard, but not before several long moments passed as he stood there in the voidlock. Dirske knew that he stood on the edge of another great moment in the long history of the Empire. He clutched his Blaster in his left hand, sword in his right, ready for any nasty little surprises that might jump out at him as he crosses the threshold.<br/><br/>Dirske finally takes that fateful, required step forward, setting foot inside of the derelict hulk for the first time. He lets go of the breath he found himself holding, lungs exhaling before drawing in a new breath. His latest goal - his latest task - was just that much closer to being completed, that much closer to bringing glory to his family. He couldn't help but smile at the thought before quickly stepping to the side to allow the entry team lead the way. There was no sense in him taking a round to the head when there was plenty of cannon fodder waiting to do it for him. He had to suppress the urge to dance a little jig as the team moved past him and into the hulk.