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. Ana loved this part of space travel the most; seeing the beautiful blue swirl turn back into an inky nothingness broken up by distant sparkling lights. As the shuttle swung around, the viewports quickly filled with the beautiful view of their target planet. Its surface was a beautifully-marbled turquoise and emerald for the continents and seas, with a wide range of earthy tones demarcating the extents of vast expanses of sandy desert. Fat, puffy clouds floated listlessly through the skies, shielding parts of the globe from space while massive, jagged mountains showed their snowy peaks in certain places.
She could never grow used to this sight. Even with every new world she traveled to, that same sense of awe accompanied her. It had taken a considerable effort to get here, however. After some research into potential resting places of Sith artifacts or dark side nexuses, she stumbled across a set of galactic coordinates that might contain something of note. The downside, however, was that it had no major hyperlanes leading to it, and few pilots had even heard of the place. It wasn’t until they found a scruffy, near-senile old freighter pilot who’d been to the world exactly once before and thus had it logged in his ship’s navigation log were they able to find someone able to fly them where they needed to be. It certainly helped that his fee wasn’t too steep, and he seemed fairly interested in helping.
With some coercion (and perhaps a bit of pleading), Ana managed to wrangle Talak into coming with her to this heretofore unknown planet. There was no recorded information on it aside from rumors of Sith artifacts, so she had no idea what to expect when they landed. She hoped that her companion wouldn’t find this to be a waste of his time. Besides, he could use a break from… whatever it was he was doing since their last meeting on Tatooine. In fact, she hadn’t even asked him what he was up to since that ordeal. This would be a pretty good time to catch up; this excursion seemed fairly low risk.
”Erhhh…” the scratchy voice of the pilot called out on the ship’s intercoms, ”We’re nearin’ the, ah, whatever this place was called. Best be gettin’ ready, now.” At that, the ship began rumbling from turbulence as they breached the atmosphere, so she began gathering her belongings, which were fairly light. Aside from her clothes and bag, she only really carried her vibrodagger and lightsaber. She didn’t feel the need to have much else outside of whatever miscellany she had in her satchel. Everything seemed to work out so far with that plan.
When she was ready, she entered the common area with a bag of credits in her hand. The deal was a third up front, a third when they arrived, and a third when they departed. The only thing that worried her was that the pilot seemed legitimately senile, and it took her more than four or five attempts at arranging the deal before he remembered who she was and why she wanted his ship. The trip was smooth sailing, but she continually prayed that this man wouldn’t up and forget them the moment they were off the ship, or, more realistically, a day or so after they were gone.
She leaned against a table and waited for the ship to land, as well as for Talak to emerge from his hole.
She could never grow used to this sight. Even with every new world she traveled to, that same sense of awe accompanied her. It had taken a considerable effort to get here, however. After some research into potential resting places of Sith artifacts or dark side nexuses, she stumbled across a set of galactic coordinates that might contain something of note. The downside, however, was that it had no major hyperlanes leading to it, and few pilots had even heard of the place. It wasn’t until they found a scruffy, near-senile old freighter pilot who’d been to the world exactly once before and thus had it logged in his ship’s navigation log were they able to find someone able to fly them where they needed to be. It certainly helped that his fee wasn’t too steep, and he seemed fairly interested in helping.
With some coercion (and perhaps a bit of pleading), Ana managed to wrangle Talak into coming with her to this heretofore unknown planet. There was no recorded information on it aside from rumors of Sith artifacts, so she had no idea what to expect when they landed. She hoped that her companion wouldn’t find this to be a waste of his time. Besides, he could use a break from… whatever it was he was doing since their last meeting on Tatooine. In fact, she hadn’t even asked him what he was up to since that ordeal. This would be a pretty good time to catch up; this excursion seemed fairly low risk.
”Erhhh…” the scratchy voice of the pilot called out on the ship’s intercoms, ”We’re nearin’ the, ah, whatever this place was called. Best be gettin’ ready, now.” At that, the ship began rumbling from turbulence as they breached the atmosphere, so she began gathering her belongings, which were fairly light. Aside from her clothes and bag, she only really carried her vibrodagger and lightsaber. She didn’t feel the need to have much else outside of whatever miscellany she had in her satchel. Everything seemed to work out so far with that plan.
When she was ready, she entered the common area with a bag of credits in her hand. The deal was a third up front, a third when they arrived, and a third when they departed. The only thing that worried her was that the pilot seemed legitimately senile, and it took her more than four or five attempts at arranging the deal before he remembered who she was and why she wanted his ship. The trip was smooth sailing, but she continually prayed that this man wouldn’t up and forget them the moment they were off the ship, or, more realistically, a day or so after they were gone.
She leaned against a table and waited for the ship to land, as well as for Talak to emerge from his hole.