"[i]Impressive. You're clear for flight,[/i]" The droid confirmed after a few moments of suspenseful silence. Relief flew across the pilot's face. He manuvered to a point where he could watch the droid ships before standing and not glancing at Bane as he went to try and fix the shields. "Jackson! Keep your Republic friend entertained, will you?" The pilot called.

[h3]Chase Jackson[/h3]

"Sure," Chase called back, though he didn't sound very sure; he sounded more distracted than interested in "entertaining his Republic friend," which he was sure meant Bane. He was laying on his bed, reading a book.