Throttle opened his eyes wide, taking only a second to adapt to the light. He gasped for air he did not at the time need, but did so out of shock. His memories from his last period of time awake flashed before his eyes and as a natural reaction started to struggle. Instantly he realised the struggle was prevented. As he looked around, he realised he had been strapped tight to a bed. Probably due to his violent actions at Endor. Now he seemed to be onboard a cruiser of some sort. Nothing he had any memory of ever boarding.
"GUARDS!!"
It was understandable that he was wrapped up tight, considering how he acted on the base. That did not mean he liked it. Not at all. In fact, he tried so hard to break loose that even without his suit he almost succeeded. The metal braces almost broke by the strength he was able to manufacture.