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the body is taken to the nearest forensics facility where his wounds can be studied for the potential of premeditation versus improvisation while the (bitch) clone emperor is contacted which was left to the local captain in charge of the colonial outpost. "sir. we found tide murdered on a desert planet. we need you and your party to return for questioning" the captain says evenly, her voice rather smooth as if showing little use while her equipment was well kept and freshly laundered, showing either a change in captain or simply that she took great care of her official equipment, all of which showed up in the holo-gram that was transmited via a small, seed-like pod dropping to the emperor's feet in his current position.