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[onlyeverdoubted]

I'm just going to assume this is Hux, what do you need?

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[onlyeverdoubted]

Probably, if you find someone from maintenance to let you in. It, um, won't increase your peace of mind much.

[He's trying to spare her the headache he gets whenever he thinks about it, but it's probably hopeless.]

[herempire]

I'm sure that won't be an issue.

[a narrowed look!]

Oh? And what do you know that I don't about that room?

[onlyeverdoubted]

It, well, doesn't make any sense. I don't mean it's unfamiliar, I mean nothing we can see explains how a ship this size and...

[He doesn't even know a word for the way this place is laid out. In lieu of some more ums, he twitches his hands helplessly.]

Either it's a decoy to keep us complacent, or, well, I don't really know.

[herempire]

[She scrutinizes Bodhi, taking this into consideration]

Show me.

[onlyeverdoubted]

[Bodhi shrugs. He knows the way, at least. He'd sort of hoped early on to find work there, but he'd probably be even more frustrated trying if there'd been room. The inventory job may be mind-numbing, but at least it works like an inventory.]

We can probably find someone to let us in.

[herempire]

Who here has a key?

[she walks over to the door and opens it into the hall, mindful of the cats.]

[onlyeverdoubted]

Um.

[His plan was to wander near the door and hope. This is where not keeping up with people comes to bite him. Is Luke still engine room? He's honestly not sure.]

One of them is... from our universe, I think...

[Only then does he realize he slipped back into "um."]

[herempire]

Then we will have to find him.

What's his name? Where is he located on this ship?

[onlyeverdoubted]

[Oh. Hm. Luke's name seems more likely to be a known factor than his own, but there's nothing for it. He already did the bit about defecting and all. Still, he tries to elide past it.]

Luke. I've been to his cabin; it's not far.