TK-421 had been wandering the ship for some time, his blaster in hand, searching for anything that appeared amiss, when the familiar call came on the net "TK-421, why aren't you at your post?" TK-421 made his way to enginnering, grumbling. First that old man on Tatooine he had told to move along now this. The old guy had seemed credible, and how was one to know that those were in fact the droids he was looking for.
TK-421 walks into engineering and looks around, his face blank beneath his helmet.
