"HOW CAN HE HAVE KILLED HIMSELF!?"
The security chief had clearly had enough of this utter incompetence from the people under his command but this had really take the biscuit...The crown jewel of moronic behavior.
"You are part of the Corellian defense force, the finest in the galaxy and you were in charge off him...YOU no one else!
A vein was pounding in the side of his head and it looked ready to explode, obviously it wouldn't but still....The man was nothing more then a burning pool of anger as he shouted himself horse at these men and who could blame him!
"He was the god damn vice admiral of the fleet....This man....Your telling me that after surviving a thousand battles and skirmishes the guy died at home....In his bed and he just happened to be drinking poisen!"
That was it , he completely lost it sending one of the damnable morons flying across the room headfirst into the door, this was rather a odd time to do it as that precise moment the damnable Jedi walked into the room.....Which caused nothing but stunned silence and several whispers of Wow.
This couldn't be the jedi, this was surely some kind of joke from someone trying to make him feel better, but this was stupid I mean he was a massive hairy thing. I thought jedi were supposed to be guardians of peace and justice and all that but.....He was a big hairy ape but to make matters even better one off his underlings/morons thought the need to pipe up
"Sir, do what is it?"
Right away he knew what had been said was a stupid idea, first off all after the initial shock it was safe to say that this hairy guy must be one of those wookiees that keep cropping up more and more in the galaxy, second off all what was following behind him was a translator droid and thirdly he was as big as a tree...and had a lightsaber
"I am Dewbecca, I am the jedi your government asked to help in this little investigation, luckily I was just leaving this world as it happens. I am sure the council will not mind"
Thats what it said at least but when it spoke it said it with a roar and a growl before being translated into a calm and quiet mans voice, this did little to sooth the worries of his moronic underlings but....Diplomacy must preveil!
"IT'S A PELASURE TO MEET YOU WOOKIEE, I AM MAJOR CYRAN AND I AM IN CHARGE. YOU WANT DRINK AS I TELL YOU WHAT HAPPENED"
There....Diplomacy at it's very best despite the wookiee looking less then impressed shall we say.
The security chief had clearly had enough of this utter incompetence from the people under his command but this had really take the biscuit...The crown jewel of moronic behavior.
"You are part of the Corellian defense force, the finest in the galaxy and you were in charge off him...YOU no one else!
A vein was pounding in the side of his head and it looked ready to explode, obviously it wouldn't but still....The man was nothing more then a burning pool of anger as he shouted himself horse at these men and who could blame him!
"He was the god damn vice admiral of the fleet....This man....Your telling me that after surviving a thousand battles and skirmishes the guy died at home....In his bed and he just happened to be drinking poisen!"
That was it , he completely lost it sending one of the damnable morons flying across the room headfirst into the door, this was rather a odd time to do it as that precise moment the damnable Jedi walked into the room.....Which caused nothing but stunned silence and several whispers of Wow.
This couldn't be the jedi, this was surely some kind of joke from someone trying to make him feel better, but this was stupid I mean he was a massive hairy thing. I thought jedi were supposed to be guardians of peace and justice and all that but.....He was a big hairy ape but to make matters even better one off his underlings/morons thought the need to pipe up
"Sir, do what is it?"
Right away he knew what had been said was a stupid idea, first off all after the initial shock it was safe to say that this hairy guy must be one of those wookiees that keep cropping up more and more in the galaxy, second off all what was following behind him was a translator droid and thirdly he was as big as a tree...and had a lightsaber
"I am Dewbecca, I am the jedi your government asked to help in this little investigation, luckily I was just leaving this world as it happens. I am sure the council will not mind"
Thats what it said at least but when it spoke it said it with a roar and a growl before being translated into a calm and quiet mans voice, this did little to sooth the worries of his moronic underlings but....Diplomacy must preveil!
"IT'S A PELASURE TO MEET YOU WOOKIEE, I AM MAJOR CYRAN AND I AM IN CHARGE. YOU WANT DRINK AS I TELL YOU WHAT HAPPENED"
There....Diplomacy at it's very best despite the wookiee looking less then impressed shall we say.