"Shut your mouth," blared the Stormtrooper, scanning the ID. He takes Merskiv's too but doesn't return either of them. Pirate Captain Ruvert keeps his back turned to them but you can feel the lazy tension from him. You've seen standoffs before, and despite his hands being visible you sense that he's more ready to kill than the trooper with the raised blaster.

"You there! Where's your ID?" said the stormtrooper, reaching out to shove his shoulder too.