You don't have to wait long before a small, open car moves into sight from somewhere behind the control tower. It's not much more than an open row of seats on wheels and carries a bunch of people in the uniforms of imperial army troopers. The one exception is a guy in imperial navy uniform who marches straight for the Magpie's boarding ramp, once the car stops at your landing field.<br/><br/>There's a total of seven Imps boarding the ship; the navy guy is clearly in command, barking orders for everyone but the captain to assemble in the lounge area, before he demands ship operations license, captain's license, weapon load permit, and cargo papers from whoever identifies themselves as captain of the Magpie.<br/><br/>Accompanying the customs inspector are six troopers - four of them keep an eye on crew and passengers, while two stay close to their boss. All are armed with blaster pistols in hip holsters and blaster carbines with stocks folded at the ready. Some of them keep a very close eye on Hearts, but it's obvious they are more interested in her curves than wahtever weapons she might have hidden in her boot.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">For Hearts</div><div class="spoiler_body">The scan of the Imperial ship yields no new information - not surprising, given that imperial ships are often mass-produced and therefore standardized.<br/><br/>Connecting to the public spaceport computers is easy enough. Sorting through the information there will take a few minutes - after the inspection is over.</div></div><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Question for Kylen</div><div class="spoiler_body">Do you still keep your lightsaber concealed on your person? If so I would like to see a Stealth roll, please.</div></div>