Entry Number 050603A

When the ship finally landed, I straightened my back and followed an already descending Rose, being helped by one of the stormtroopers on the field. The two passengers were pulled out after I got out of the ship, joining Rose as we stared at the black TIE Fighter stormtroopers set the two men down. It was an even harder job to decipher what the passenger was, so at this point I had given up. His hair was reaching well to his waist and now was obscuring his face as well. While the pilot, Navaien if I remember clearly, had seemingly stopped bleeding. The only blood on him was old and dried.

We weren't joined by neither my father, Phasma or Kylo Ren on the landing field. Rose was talking with a few officers as I stared at the unmoving bodies and the jumping bird. It was constantly running and flapping it's wings next to the darker haired man. It was in distress. I bit my lip a little and was almost certain that my legs would start carrying me towards that crow before I even had a chance at thinking clearly. Before I could, Rose tugged my sleeve and I turned my attention to her, thankful silently that she pulled me away from my childish desire to run after a bird.

"We need to take the second passenger to Kylo Ren so he doesn't get pissy, but your father also reported to me to take the pilot in the interrogating rooms. Where should we go first?"
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