vergeofgreatness: (every word you say)
orson krennic ([personal profile] vergeofgreatness) wrote in [personal profile] faithfulson 2021-05-28 10:24 pm (UTC)

"Of course. They are waiting for us."

Krennic gestures Luke to lead the way into his office when they reach it. Two junior officers stand before the desk, one nervously clutching a datapad as if for dear life as he notices Krennic sweep into the room.

But they only spare Luke a passing glance, carefully concealing mild surprise that Krennic has brought in someone so young and clearly not an officer. So the lieutenant turns back to Krennic, holding out the datapad once Krennic sits behind the desk.

"The shipping manifests, sir. I took the liberty of pulling up the information concerning the missing shipments of durasteel." Without even looking at Luke the officer holds out the datapad to Krennic who only gestures with two fingers that it's to be handed to Luke. This time the officer barely manages to hide his disdain but he offers the datapad to Luke.

Krennic, for his part, has a feeling that he is going to enjoy this. He hadn't bothered to warn anyone aside from his second in command that Luke was coming and who he was, these officers had no idea what they were in for.

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