The Nobody and Nowhere were being loaded to near capacity: nearly 600
standard shipping units of unprocessed ore that would be transferred to the Sith operating facility being constructed at Korriban. The fat mongrel Darth Carnis
had hired to make the transport was drunk and nearly passed out, but the Sith Lord only needed him to sign the bills of lading and show his stubbly face. The
real brains of the operation were the micro-cell-processors of Carnis's protocol droid.
"Ehm," the droid approached the fat man who'd only named himself as Kim. "Excuse me, sir, but once you've signed these papers we can depart the spaceport."
Kim looked at the droid and then at the papers, some sort of thick ale dribbling out of his quivering lips, but could only manage to vomit all over himself and proceed to collapse onto the floor.
The droid stepped back. "Oh my!"
"Ehm," the droid approached the fat man who'd only named himself as Kim. "Excuse me, sir, but once you've signed these papers we can depart the spaceport."
Kim looked at the droid and then at the papers, some sort of thick ale dribbling out of his quivering lips, but could only manage to vomit all over himself and proceed to collapse onto the floor.
The droid stepped back. "Oh my!"
