Re: Part 14 - The Gundark's Dream
The captain leads them through the hold, a cavernous chamber where several men are working to secure cargo for take-off. She gives them a suspicious glare as she passes, scrutinising their work. Through a hatch, and she calls over her shoulder, "You better duck, Wook, she wasn't 'xactly built for your sort."
Onwards into a short corridor, and then an elevator platform. "My name's Karja, by the way. Lias tells me you're going to Carodol to make some sort of deal with Oomba. Buying friends out of slavery. Well, you don't need to worry. Gundark's Dream won't get you there the fastest, but she will get you there. The hull looks a mess, but it isn't. All that drek is just welded onto the surface. Underneath she's sound. And she won't just take the punishment, she can give it back too."
Off the elevator, and there's a which turns sharply to run along one wall of the hold. "She's not a passenger ship, mind, so I hope these friends of yours won't mind riding home in the hold. You're lucky. You and your droid will have this room for the trip."
The room in question is a workshop. The walls are lined with bins containing components, and three workbenches have been dragged aside to make space for four cheap foam mattresses, each with an equally cheap foam pillow and som blankets laying on it. All in all, the room is just big enough to avoid being cramped.
"Where is your droid, by the way?"