"Copy, Nautolan Star. We'll see you in a few minutes."
As Nam Jo piloted his vessel towards the Imperial Star Destroyer, the Vigilant's tractor beams gently grabbed hold and guided it softly into the ventral docking bay. The Imperial warship dwarfed the Ghtroc freighter in every way, making the Star look like a needlegnat on a bantha.
The docking bay doors closed underneath the freighter, forming a landing platform. The ship was lowered onto it and as soon as atmosphere was pumped into the bay, a crew of techs rushed forward to hook up fuel pumps and diagnostic scanners.
The boarding ramp lowered and a squad of Stormtroopers stood at alert at the foot of it as the crew made their way into the docking bay. Standing in the middle of the squad was a soldier with the insignia of a Major, helmetless, extending a hand in welcome to Nam Jo and the rest of the crew.
"Greetings, I am Major Rask. Thank you for accepting our invitation, Captain Jo. I assure you this will take no time at all. Please, if you will follow me I can take you directly to the Governor."
Major Rask was a handsome man. He had long, black hair pulled back behind his head. He also had a large scar running from the corner of his mouth just underneath his right eye, as if it was slashed open with a vibroblade and cauterized shut. He walked with the gait of a professional soldier, as if he had been doing so his entire life.
He led the crew through a twisting corridor to a bank of turbolifts. While they waited for one to arrive, he turned to the guests and smiled.
"Of course, if you have any questions, feel free to ask them."