Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26295802-20151120232033/@comment-26041296-20151125162048

"So my ship is veering..." Thinks Beau Moff to himself. Analyzing the holographic commannd center, he knows that the explosion came from there. Pulling down his mike, he requests, Admiral, Darth Imrahil, or whoever the figure of athority is, "Send 20 Storm Troopers and 10 Space Troopers to figure out the problem, anlong with 2 maintanence crews."