A fairly boring day had unraveled in an instant.  Blaster fire made up most of the traffic in the corridors.  Dancing as best she could among them was Holly, helmet missing, holding a blaster pistol she'd picked up from one of the rebels.  When this first broke out, she was woefully unprepared, entangled as she was in a rather compromising situation.  

She blasted someone who she was at least mostly sure was not supposed to be there moments before barging through the next open door.  She was greeted immediately with a Heavy Trooper aiming a gatling laser in her direction.  She dove to the floor before the man could open fire.

"Hey," Holly yelled from the floor over the sounds of battle outside.  "Was it one of you who complained too loudly about it being boring around here?"