As the door opened each occupant of the cockpit turned to face the one and only door into the small starship. Each stood up with identification in hand. Only one remained seated. Kyle. He wore a bored look on his face as he leaned back into his seat, one of the pair closest to the door. His identification chit was in hand, barely bothering to lift it upwards toward the Imperial officer and his stormtroopers. The insides of the ship were a bit of a mess. Empty food and water packaging stuffed wherever it could fit. It looked very much a ship that had been on a long trip with very little space to give.

Between them there were three humans, a rodian, and a Twi'lek. All male. All dressed casually and plainly. There was not a bit of fancy or riches to be found in the cramp quarters.

"Hello, Officer."