The engines of the Lightdancer whined to life as L'Arra flipped the ignition switches. The clanking of heavy droid feet approached, Iggy, the reprogrammed IG unit Sleek had fixed up sitting in the co-pilot's seat. "Alright Iggy, you're on guns and navigation," L'Arra said. The droid gave off a sound like the vocabulator had a malfunction. L'Arra looked up at the droid with a cocked eyebrow, waiting for it to explode or something. Must have just been a glitch. Iggy plugged itself into the ship's droid port, and manned it's station. Could be worse.
"Hey Sleek! Ya ready!?" she called over her shoulder. She could hear the little tapping footsteps of DiGi running around the interior. It'd be a shame to lift off without Sleek though. L'Arra doubted DiGi would run around and do maintenance on the ship as they flew if Sleek had been left behind. Besides, she actually liked the woman.
It had been a couple of days since their morning tumble in the bed sheets. L'Arra had to find a job and it took longer than expected, but she found one. Running some spice from Nar Shaddaa to Ord Mantell. It was a simple job, and one that hopefully wouldn't cause too much trouble. Would take a few days to get there though, especially if they made stops along the way which they'd most certainly have to do. Only thing to really worry about would be the individual port authorities and pirates. L'Arra didn't have the special protections big wig clients came with on this job since it was from some small gang to another.
She waited for Sleek to confirm she was ready, and started take off procedures. Grabbing the stick and throttle she eased the bird out of the port and began ascending, slowly pushing the throttle forward to accelerate out of the atmosphere. Once they were clear of the smoggy Nar Shaddaa air, Iggy input the first jump coordinates, and L'Arra punched them into hyperspace.
"Hey Sleek! Ya ready!?" she called over her shoulder. She could hear the little tapping footsteps of DiGi running around the interior. It'd be a shame to lift off without Sleek though. L'Arra doubted DiGi would run around and do maintenance on the ship as they flew if Sleek had been left behind. Besides, she actually liked the woman.
It had been a couple of days since their morning tumble in the bed sheets. L'Arra had to find a job and it took longer than expected, but she found one. Running some spice from Nar Shaddaa to Ord Mantell. It was a simple job, and one that hopefully wouldn't cause too much trouble. Would take a few days to get there though, especially if they made stops along the way which they'd most certainly have to do. Only thing to really worry about would be the individual port authorities and pirates. L'Arra didn't have the special protections big wig clients came with on this job since it was from some small gang to another.
She waited for Sleek to confirm she was ready, and started take off procedures. Grabbing the stick and throttle she eased the bird out of the port and began ascending, slowly pushing the throttle forward to accelerate out of the atmosphere. Once they were clear of the smoggy Nar Shaddaa air, Iggy input the first jump coordinates, and L'Arra punched them into hyperspace.
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