OOC: Well, since nobody else is starting this... -------------------------------------------------------------- Colonel Loor stares out the viewport of the bridge of the Dark Gnome into the vastness of space. During his days in the Academy, space seemed such an incredible adventure. Now it seems like a place of death. As a TIE Interceptor pilot, Loor saw many of his friends die, while he lived. Now, Loor was in command of an escort carrier...in charge of pilots whose life spans probably weren't as long as his Academy days. His only thought at the moment was the rendezvous with the Imperial shuttle which brought a most important guest. If he only knew the identity of the guest... The transmission was short, coded, and very, very secret. It simply said: "To: Commander-Dark Gnome From: Imperial Fleet Command-Adjutant General---A Shuttle, the Pride of Tarkin will be arriving at 1300 hours carrying an important Imperial officer with your new orders. See to it this officer is treated with the utmost of respect, in the grand tradition of Imperial etiquette. Message Ends" What a strange communique...