We Stole an Airship. Now What?

The Imperial gunship soared through the night sky, the desert stretching endlessly beneath them.

Finn, still recovering: "…Okay. We're alive. Somehow."

Aurelia, at the controls: "Don't jinx it."

Liora, stretching out in a seat: "That went great!"

Finn, staring at her: "WE JUMPED OFF A TRAIN, GOT SHOT AT, AND STOLE AN AIRSHIP."

Vespera, grinning: "And?"

Finn, groaning: "And I want a nap."

Tess, checking the stolen data: "Not yet. This intel is huge."

Zephyria, nodding: "It confirms our worst fears. The Empire is building a superweapon."

Finn, sighing: "…Because of course they are."