@Ace @ToaNoah_Wafflemeister @RogueToa
Your characters are imprisoned aboard an Imperial transport vessel, on rout to the planet Wobani.
Ac-3 paced in his cell
"I didn't know they locked up droids." A voice said from the cell across from his.
He turned his head towards the voice, and tilted it.
"So, whatcha in for?" Asked an Inmate sitting on the bunk.
"that is none of your concern."
"Not much of a conversationalist are you?"
Ac-3 ignored him
"Name's Dig. Dig Caden. My friends call me Diggs. I'm here for larceny, lots of larceny. But of course aren't we all really innocent? Wink wink."
A large-headed, thin alien sits quietly in his cell, inspecting the ground.
"Oh, and what are you here for?" Diggs asked, looking over to his cell.
The Pyke ignores him.
"Not much of a talker are you?" Diggs chuckled,"Am I the only one here who knows how to hold a conversation?"
"When you find your life is going to be wasted away in an Imperial Labor Camp, the world kind of loses its talkative nature," the Pyke mutters. He takes great interest in a small pebble on the floor of the vessel.
"I mean, it's either laugh or cry, and who wants to be sad? Think of this as an adventure. One big, horrible, mandatory, fun adventure!" Digg replied trying to be positive.
"I used to. Then the Empire showed me that war is no joke, nor fun adventure..."
"Fine, don't talk then." Diggs replied.
"Don't worry about Flat-face, there, he just has had his heart broken." a Twi-Lek speaks from a nearby cell.
"A brother's death is not the same as a broken heart," the Pyke spits.
Ac-3's eye blinked, as if he was transmitting, or at least trying to.
"Whoa! You're one of those Aqua Droids from the Battle of Mon Calamari! How did you not get shut down?!" the Twi-Lek questions.