Ask No Other Choice

[Oren Zapan]

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The Centennial Convor was by all accounts, a massive hunk of junk, the once pristine interior had become faded and worn. The walls had been stained yellow and no matter how much Oren tried to clear out the linger smell of mildew, the ship still smelled like the muck of Ajan Kloss, all in thanks to Nara's daring escape from the life of the Jedi. The ship had been passed down to him from his master, who had won the ship in his younger days from a supposed famous bounty hunter. 'A Wren Something', was all that the near human could really remember.

If the man was indeed as famous as he was, no one really cared for or sought after the ship. Though in retrospect there was the time on Utapau with Brienne. That doesn't count or does it? The Jedi ran a hand through his brown hair as he sat back in the cockpit watching as the stars zoomed by them. They were on their way to Rakata Prime and nothing would stop them now. Oren could only imagine that Nara was off tinkering on something while they flew, leaving R2-H5, Lily and himself in the pit of the ship. R2 Beeped and chipped as he rolled to and from various controls. Oren watched with a smile before turning back to Lily, his eyes focusing on the blue light that shown upon her pale face from the viewport. "Are you excited?" He'd ask in a soft tone, his eyes shifting towards the door, hoping that Nara wouldn't come walking in anytime soon.

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