As thebpanic aboard the ship continued all life forms but the pair of gamorians and the small band of now acquaintances stood in the lounge. The ship continued to move but the whine of the engines had mysteriously died down.<br/><br/>As the small group congregated together in the middle of the lounge a quiet rhythmic sound could be heard coming from the hallway. It slowly grew louder and louder until it could be recognized as many feet stepping in unison. The noise abruptly stopped and seconds later the starboard side door to the lounge opened with a whoosh. Standing in the door was the imposing figure of polished white stormtrooper armor. One stormtrooper stood in the doorway stock still as they took in the room. Behind them stood four other troopers with their blasters held against their chests. Once they had taken note of all the life forms in the room a female voice called out to the occupants with the usual mechanical drone of the Helmer’s vocoder.<strong>”Attention passengers. I am here to inform you that your transport has been stopped for a routine inspection. Do not be alarmed. If you cooperate with our instructions we shall be able to finish our check quickly and orderly and have you on your way in a timely fashion. I request you all present your personal information to my men so we can make sure all passengers are present and accounted for in the ships logs.”</strong>The voice higher pitches, that of a woman. It was stern and clipped, a perfect empirical accent. Raising her right hand from her blaster the troopers behind her fanned out and began approaching the occupants of the room. Two came up to the four beings huddled together and two over to the gamorians still standing by the caff machine.<strong>”Let me see your identification.”</strong>a trooper ordered as the stepped up to Shaa Raa.