"Mark!"
Alex's ship, affectionately named 'Ride', activates its transporter and beams the two Knowhere operatives, along with their cargo, aboard.
"This outrage will not be tolerated!" The Strontian shakes himself loose of Alex's hold. "When the great Kallark hears of this--"
"He'll tell both of you you were acting like errant children and that your complaints are distracting him when he's got an Imperial Guard to praetor over, or whatever the official verb is."
//ALEX, SENSORS INDICATE THAT 73.82% OF FIREARM USAGE HAS CEASED.//
"Well there's some luck..." Alex marches over to the control panel. "Red, politely subdue the senators if they do anything that might make us crash."
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