Jax was escorted to his shuttle by Rayna. It was quite a nice shuttle, much like the ones the officers used to get from one place to another, but newer, sleaker, brighter. He boarded and found himself a seat. Rayna took a seat next to him and handed him a folder with some briefing in it.
"Pilot, plot for Coruscant," Rayna ordered.
"Yes ma'am."
Jax never did like reading the briefing, so he skimmed some of the pages and glanced at a few others, not really caring what they were about, only wanting to get to Coruscant.
Once the shuttle finally arrived, Jax was tired of his sitting and was feeling much like a caged nerf. When he and Rayna exited the shuttle, he was surprised to find himself in a hanger much like the ones on his base, for it was very dirty and messy.
"This would be the quarters for stormtroopers and newcomers, such as you," Rayna informed him.
"Ah, so Imperial Royal Guards don't need to live in this hellhole?"
"Ah ha, no, we get slightly better and more improved quarters. Oh, and don't get used to this place, you're being moved very soon."