[i]As if this situation couldn’t get any more complicated…[/i]

The Agent kept his finger poised on the blaster pistol trigger when he heard the echoing voice of the ship’s [i]alleged[/i] Captain from the other end of the corridor. While the third individual spoke, Gavon slowly backed toward the bulkhead a few feet from where he stood, as he wanted to ensure that his back was secure and vantage point was unobstructed in the event things went in another direction, which they understandably could. Even at the request of the ship’s Captain, both men decided against the idea of disarming, as the situation had too many variables that wouldn’t favor the unarmed combatant. 

The armored figure, on the other hand, had revealed his purpose - whether true or otherwise - and was claiming to have been tasked with guarding particular cargo that was aboard the ship and deliver it to the ocean planet of Manaan. But why there? It would hard to imagine the Selkath species having any part in this, but at the same time things have changed their viewpoint on the galaxy and trade negotiations, especially during the Clone Wars. Either way, Gavon’s interests didn’t rest on the cargo or it’s content so much as it did on the crew itself, and this new “hired gun” seemed adamant at keeping his charge safe at any cost.

The [i]hunter[/i] specifically ask for one of the crew by name, a “Jacques”, which very well could have been the other down the corridor, but the Agent had already associated himself with being the ship’s Engineer, which would obviously be contradicted by the real Captain of the [i]Milano[/i]. Gavon took a chance anyway, hopefully buying more time in the process.

“Jacques?, yeah I believe that’s him over there.” He said in a nonchalant manner, gesturing with his hand in the Captain’s direction. “Hey Jacques!” Gavon’s voice echoed down the corridor. “What kind of trouble did you get us into now?”

At that moment, the ship suddenly vibrated, and the sound of a large hatch being released could be heard, along with a low level alert status over the ship’s broadcast system stating something about a “REAR SEPTIC PURGE INITIATED”. The Agent’s first thought went to his own ship, as it was also following behind at a steady pace, and hopefully E-V was able to maneuver around whatever waste was being released out into space.