"John Raven," came the reply. "I'm the security XO here, and filling in for the the boss and admin while they're gone."
He takes long pull of his beer and signals the bartender for another. "You know," he said. "We have that team of mercs, some hard core shock troops from Cerberus, and battle droids. The shields are full up with extra backup generators. Still, I if this becomes the Alamo, I don't want to have the same fate. Right now, more is better, but not sure what we can get or where from."
