[center][h2] HJ Twilight [/h2][/center]

I take a few tentative steps off of the lift. We are on a cat walk overlooking the assembly line. Conveyors crisscross through the levels below, and machine arms move about at lightning speed to bring the massive droid parts together, slowly creating the iconic Sith Hunter Droids. On separate conveyors, other droids of various size are being assembled, including the one we'd just fought in the hallway. "They're making a whole droid army."

[center][h2] Omega Squad Leader [/h2][/center]

Peeks over the railing. "Not for long they aren't. Come along. The control room is just up ahead." I point to the center of the room, where all the catwalks lead to a central boxy chamber. Through the window, a couple of engineers can be seen working at the controls. One of them, an Arcona, is pacing with a very distressed look on his face. 

I put my finger to my lips to signal silence, then I begin to sneak towards the control room. My squad mates to the same, staying low as they follow me stealthily across the catwalk.

[center][h2] Foreman Izal [/h2][/center]

I continue to pace in the Central Control Room. I try not to make eye contact with the imposing man staring at me. "I'm doing the best that I can! The Foundry can only mine so much from each asteroid we collect, and the 'special materials' the Chancellor insists we use aren't coming fast enough!"