Here to visit an old friend for.... Oh, wait, nvm

[D.C.]

Koran paid for his own meal and stood up from his seat. He tucked his wallet back in the pocket of his trousers and grabbed his jacket. He put it on and then swung his backpack over his shoulders. He was ready to go.

'Alright then,' he said. 'Lead the way.' He smiled friendly. He was curious to what their ship looked like.

 

[Moriarty]

Jainee nodded as Kellyn and her led the way back to the Harriot. The security guards tried to give Jainee a little trouble when entering the docking bay, but a quick mind trick solved that problem. She walked through the door and stopped, putting her hands on her hips, and admiring the beauty of her ship. The hull of the gigantic ship was red and white, flowing together beautifully. The bridge at the top of the ship was almost not visible due to its' mere size, but it wasn't as big as a medium or heavy cruiser.

She the led the way to the loading ramp where several workers constantly got on and off of the ship, bringing in tools and parts so they can work on the engines. She gave a slight nod to them as they gawked at her and Kellyn when they walked by. Once they got past the loading ramp, she led them to the elevator that took them up to the guest quarters.

Once the door opened, the ships' inner beauty sparkled with life. The walls were bleach white, with white lights lined all around close to the ceiling. The baseboards and corners of each wall were lined in gold, or something similar. All-in-all, the inside was designed for the rich, and filled with the latest technology. Holographic projectors lined the ceiling so that any holoscreen connected to the net or any holocalls made would follow them to any part of the ship. The captain could make commands from the bathroom if she wanted. However, this was only the guest quarters. Jainee began to lead the way to the bridge.

"What do you think so far?" She asked.

 

[D.C.]

Koran followed Jainee to the dock. The dock workers glanced at him a little suspiciously, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He was here with Jainee, so he supposed it was alright.

He was surprised—taken aback—by the size of Jainee's ship. It was really big. And there was even an elevator onboard! They ascended to the guest quarters and once the doors slid open with a hiss, Koran couldn't believe what his eyes beheld. It was amazing.

'Well, Jainee,' he said, 'this is by far the most amazing freighter I've ever seen.' Of course the most amazing warship was still the Neo Iona, a CARD vessel owned by Sonam Winters, and there was not one vessel that could beat the Nea Inio. But that didn't mean that the Harriot was not beautiful. The Harriot was indeed the most amazing freighter he'd ever seen.

'Kriff, this is a lot bigger than my nameless vessel. How did you ever aquire such a ship, I wonder?'

 

[Moriarty]

"Years of working. Before I became a Jedi, I was employed by the Republic as a 'delivery girl,' I guess you could say. They told me they'd pay well for my skills as a pilot, and that the warzone was no place for a girl like me. So I took the job. You shoulda seen the Harriot before she became this," Jainee said with a slight chuckle. "She wasn't always this beautiful. After four years of saving credits and having the best crew, our home is now what you see here. The republic pays good," she said with a smile. They finally reached the bridge, and without any effort. The ship was big, but to Jainee since she was used to the size, it was almost nothing. The bridge was a spectacle as well, bring visual and technological art to a point where they seemed to be the same thing.

"Welcome to the bridge," Jainee said over her shoulder with a smile. The pilot's seats, as there were two, were evenly spaced on either side of the captains' chair. There was a 360 degree view, minus the way they came in. The walls and design were as beautiful as the rest of the ship. From here, however, they got a view of the four large cannons strategically placed on the top of the ship. Along the walls, though, was where communications operators and ship integrity officers were stationed, each with their own space to perform the best work they could.

"I promise, a ship like this comes with a hefty price, but compared to what she used to be, I'd say we did a bang-up job," she said with a smile. Kellyn walked over to one of the holoscreens and picked it up, bringing it to Koran. On it was a picture of a terribly beaten and rusted freighter with the same design and size as the Harriot. It didn't even look fit to fly.

"This is how she used to look," Kellyn said. "She's come a long way."

 

[D.C.]

'I'll be...' Koran said softly as they entered the bridge. The vessel was breath taking. He gazed out the windows and everything that was inside the bridge. Yes, this was definitly the coolest freighter he'd ever set foot in.

Then Kellyn came to him with a holographic image of a rusty vessel. He took a close look at the image and when Kellyn revealed the truth about the image, Koran looked up to her in surprise.

'No way!' he said. 'That's brilliant! Awesome job, both of you, and everyone else who's worked on the ship. Very good. Seriously, I don't even dare to show you my vessel now...' He grinned.

 

[Moriarty]

"We couldn't have done it alone," said Jainee with a cute smile. "Though I wouldn't mind seeing your ship as well. Every ship is unique to its' owner and has its' own set characteristics of beauty," she explained. Kellyn nodded with her. Jainee didn't mind appearances of others' vehicles, because they were unique to the owner and no one could tell them whether they were bad or not.

 

[D.C.]

That smile was cute indeed, and made Koran smile as well (though his smile might not have been as cute, then again, that's a matter of opinion). Jainee and Kellyn were just charming girls. The Kiffar couldn't help it.

'I suppose I could show you my vessel,' he said, 'but it's really small. A small freighter for two persons. There's not much storage space either. Just a two cabins, the main room and the cockpit. But sure, if you two want to see it, why not?'

He looked around the bridge once more. Damn, this vessel was so much better than his.

'So, we can go there whenever you two are ready,' Koran said.

 

[Moriarty]

Jainee and Kellyn followed Koran to his ship. Jainee was truly curious to see what his looked like, but she also partly found him attractive. He had large arms, long hair, and had that badass look to himself. She found it attractive. Kellyn thought the same thing. However, he seemed so much older than her. She was still only 18, and had been a freighter pilot for 6 years. She was certain he had been one for longer.

"So how long have you been a pilot?" Jainee asked as they walked out of the ship and towards his.

 

[D.C.]

'How long?' Koran thought about the question for a while as they walked towards the hangar where his ship was docked. In fact, Koran had been a pilot for as long as he could remember.

'Since I was sixteen,' Koran said as they stepped into the docking bay where his ship was docked. 'That's about... thirty-one years, I guess.' He smirked and added: 'And before you start it, no I'm not old.'

They walked down the hangar and there... there it lay. Koran's small ship, which he'd started to use only a few weeks ago, when he joined CARD. The Kiffar didn't even name the ship yet, because he didn't know any good names.

He stopped in front of the freighter and spread his arms, gesturing at it. 'This is it,' he said. 'My ship. Small, but very fast. If you want to take a look inside, we can do that, but in about fifteen minutes you've seen it all.'

He led them into the ship, up the boarding ramp and into the main room. There were four doors. The one to the left and the one to the right led to crew quarters, the door in front of them led to the cockpit and then there was a fourth door that led to the engines room.

'The cockpit is the most interesting,' he said, 'but I guess we can visit each room, if you'd like.' He look at Kellyn, and then to Jainee. He held up both hands and said: 'You name it, ladies. In any case, welcome aboard my ship.'