The air conditioning added a musk to the room that heightened the tension.
“You need to relax Commander, this will go a lot quicker if you relax”
“I didn’t do nothing wrong!! This is a complete violation of my liberties”
“I am sorry you feel this way, and you can always appeal after we finish this search”
The customs officer grimaced
“So far, we have Lucan Onion head, Wolf Meat, and two slaves… is there anything else you may have forgotten to declare?”
“No Officer” the commander pleaded.
A sickening schlurpy pop sound echoed throughout the ship..
“And a trumble…”
There goes one of my ideas for this topic! I'd better hurry up before someone beats me to my second idea...