Jungle, Lubang Minor
The undulating blue miasma of hyperspace gave way to elongated stars, which then returned to their normal, twinkling dots in the void as they returned to realspace. The ship’s viewport quickly filled with the massive, viridian sphere of Lubang Minor, some inconsequential planet in the Outer Rim. There was little information about it, and she imagined it wasn’t even populated. Nonetheless, rumors in cantinas and whispers in dark places hinted that there might be a Sith trove here, and, dragging along one of her peers, Ana set off immediately in search of it. There wasn’t much to go off of other than a general four-digit grid location, but it was better than nothing.
The Muse zipped through the void quickly towards the jungle planet before them. For most of the trip, Ana meditated on the Dark Side and the growing corruption within her, though there was time set aside to converse with her fellow cultist about other things. Truthfully, she was glad someone else was willing to go along with her on this expedition; the last time she went to a jungle world, it ended up with two of the muscle-bound buffoons with her running away into the jungle while she and another buffoon fought a zakkeg. She hoped this wouldn’t be the case again.
Turbulence rocked the ship as they breached the planet’s atmosphere, and soon they would be looking for a landing to set the ship down in to begin their search. It seemed like there was a thunderstorm occurring, so the closer they got to the clouds, the stronger the turbulence became. Rain pelted the viewport and lightning streaked out in the distance, but she’d flown in a storm before. Just needed to get to the ground soon.
”We’ll be landing shortly,” she called out to her passenger, ”Looks like we’ve a storm.”
@Wit