Part 2: The Bacta Run

Bo marks the crates and continues her inventory with installation resources. She moves over to the loaders and takes a closer look.

Jack follows Jcor back to his office.

Doc tries to not let his increasing nervousness show whilst making a show of making notes on his datapad. As he looks across the docking bay he nods in satisfaction at the sight of the cargo skiff "Yes, that will do" he says whilst turning to Jcor's assistant "Prepare that skiff for loading" he then turns and starts walking back inside.

Bo will try on a loader see how it looks on her.

Jack pauses, ending his stride. He looks very directly at the box of crates he'd caught Jcor eyeing. His gaze then goes back to the officer, and, without a hint of emotion, his path redirects to those very same crates.

"What are these?" He asks Jcor, gesturing ahead.

Jack catches his stutter and narrows his eyes. His lips form a thin line. "I believe, Commander," Jack starts very slowly, watching the man's face closely for his reaction, "We will need a scan of these crates." His eyes do not move from Jcor's face, watching intently for his response.

"Hm, unfortunately my Rodian is occupied." Jack says, trying to muster some disgust in his voice, "We'll need to open it up instead." Jack will approach the crates, seeing if there is any sort of quick method of opening it up. If not, he will stand aside for Jcor.

Bo moves in to scoop up the first of the bacta crates. She moves them toward the docking doors while looking for any body language from her comrades.