GhastlySquash
Two Thousand Club
"Commander Grissom." The officer seemed to be sweating a bit. "I understand that Director Krennic has ordered that this shipment be sent in but..."
"As I've understood, there were...complications?" Grissom was more monster than man. Stormy grey eyes and a constant frown that seemed to describe his personality perfectly. Grissom hated people with mistakes.
"We need this handled quietly..." The officer explained. "Empire Day is close and if word got out that a rebel cell was going to use a massive weapon might upset..."
"Our forces are trained for this kind of action." Grissom assured him. "They are lethal, deadly, and just as specialized."
"I see...well...I do know that Intelligence laid an operative behind enemy lines. We could contact-"
"It won't be necessary, I'll give the order directly." Grissom stood up. "My team handles these problems like a fine Naboo cuisine. Grace, subtly, and precision. The Empire just happens to find the best ingredients."
"As I've understood, there were...complications?" Grissom was more monster than man. Stormy grey eyes and a constant frown that seemed to describe his personality perfectly. Grissom hated people with mistakes.
"We need this handled quietly..." The officer explained. "Empire Day is close and if word got out that a rebel cell was going to use a massive weapon might upset..."
"Our forces are trained for this kind of action." Grissom assured him. "They are lethal, deadly, and just as specialized."
"I see...well...I do know that Intelligence laid an operative behind enemy lines. We could contact-"
"It won't be necessary, I'll give the order directly." Grissom stood up. "My team handles these problems like a fine Naboo cuisine. Grace, subtly, and precision. The Empire just happens to find the best ingredients."