certainproclivity: (Now? Now we panic.)
[Inmate Filter]

Mr. Pritchett's inane rambling about ghosts aside, what we have here is a simple reconnisance mission. The lockdown can easily be explained by faulty wiring. It is a rather old building, after all. And stained glass windows in ceilings are death traps waiting to happen. The guns on the other hand... Well, I suppose we'll find out if Mr. Price was correct about the blanks or not.

We've been shown the way to the basement, ladies and gentlemen. I suppose we take our search there, rather than standing around and making fools of ourselves. We have our Wardens at our mercy, yes, but I don't fancy being locked in here forever, and I trust the Admiral means to keep his word if we don't return with them.

[Private to Leia, and oh so condescending, despite what he said about not taunting them.]

It's simple recon, Leia. Don't make too much of this.

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