Surveying Shelkonwa

The hired scout speeder roared across the coastal plain, sea-scrub shaking in its wake. Hired by the Mando' government (such as it was), their mission was to seek out mineral deposits and locate options for the site of a base from which the planet could be secured.

The guard mumbled at the pilot, "Will that old man ever shut up?"

"No." deadpanned the pilot, as annoyed as the guard was.

In the back row, the professor (who had not made tenure, and therefore had to go out on trips like this to ensure funding for his research) threw his hands in the air and grumbled noisily.

"It's too kriffing hot! The planet's a powder keg, the imps are here, we haven't found anything, we probably won't find anything, this semester's research is a bust..."

The other occupants of the speeder did their best to ignore him.

The flatbed tail of the scout speeder was laden down with supplies and survey equipment.