Imperial walkers were parked off to one side - square, armored, two-legged war machines, big enough for a squad of soldiers to stand inside, firing laser cannon in all directions.
Other than this it was little more than four jets and a control pedestal. And so they went back and forth, their arguments sharpening, becoming ever more complex, vacillating between the personal and the philosophical with no hope of resolution.
The other offices you shall appoint.