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Jun'er flew through space towards the direction of the Admiral's ship, thankfully his ship had been upgraded for hyperspace travel without a booster ring, Sun really did his best with this one. Jun'er looked through the many settings of the ship, changing them to fit his wants, although he was pretty sure Sun hid the service drones behind a menu on purpose. Jun'er was impressed with the service drones themselves as well, spherical things that were about the size of his head, and yet could keep up with a ship in FTL travel, [i]While[/i] preforming necessary maintenance! Jun'er didn't even have to pilot the thing, Sun'd had a man on the inside of the admiral's ship, allowing the ship to fly to his signal automatically. He'd really planned this out well, but once he was on thee ship, Jun would have to come up with it as he went. [color=fff200]"Oh crap! I forgot to change into uniform! Well, I am in charge of the admiral's money, so I can come up with an excuse that would tread water."[/color] Jun'er fussed about over the plan for a while, before drifting into sleep.

[color=8493ca]"Identify yourself unknown craft! We will open fire!"[/color] The deep voice of an imperial startled Jun'er out of his slumber. [i]I though I had a comms jammer, how are they contacting me?[/i] He'd have to worry about that later, for now he had to avoid getting blown to bits. But wait, he was talking to a stranger... welp, there goes the plan. [color=fff200]"Uhhh... this is... uh, Jun Ii, I'm the, uh... logistics... manhandl-manager."[/color] Jun'er awkwardly coughed out, his face felt warm, and it was probably red, he wished that the craft had a fan of some sort. [color=8493ca]"Hello commander Ii, we apologize for any inconveniences, simple allow us to access your ID file, and we'll allow you access."[/color] [i]Uh oh[/i] [color=fff200]"Well, uh... I lost, my... ID file, in a crash. I can show you physical ID, you have uh... clearance to my holo-chat device."[/color] The imperial didn't even sigh, this was probably something that the real Mr. Ii did often. His hologram activated, and Jun'er was face to face with a near skeletal imperial, he had black hair showing behind his cap, although that was graying. [color=8493ca]"Hello again Mr. Ii, just show me the card, and you will be allowed access."[/color] as the imperial opened his mouth, it became obvious that he had synth-skin covering his right cheek, presumably from an accident. [color=8493ca]"Mister Kyr'lath? But you're dead!.... I apologize Commander Ii, I mistook you for an old friend, one who saved my life. I see your ID card, you have clearance, please forgive my foolishness."[/color] Jun'er's eyes popped at Kyr'lath, and he began to sweat profusely, thinking that his cover was blown, his question as to how the imperial knew his name remained unanswered, but the holo-device turned off and the hangar opened for his landing. [color=fff200]"Whew, close one."[/color] Jun'er flew into the hangar, climbed out of his ship, and removed his imperial outfit from the cargo bay. [i]Where's the changing room in this place?[/i]

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