Space above Charros
Eos Fortuna Station
Eos Fortuna Station
Jendu Gash felt very out of his depth. Only a few days after he’d left Onderon with Captain Sindhu (who had insisted that he just call her Chant now they were travelling together), and he was already in the middle of a sticky situation. Within the few hours they’d spent at Eos Fortuna Station, a self proclaimed independent station that sat undisturbed in orbit of Charros, tensions between the two factions vying for control of the place had flared up significantly. The Duros wasn’t entirely sure what had caused this specific outburst of rioting or what the groups were fighting over. However he did know that the two of them were now on the opposite side of the station to Chant’s ship with only a few hundred angry rioters and security officers separating them. Jendu had asked for adventure and now he guessed he was getting it.
Although he wasn’t confident on their chances of actually getting out of here alive.
Currently Jendu and Chant sat in a small storage room that had had its contents looted and door broken. They had mainly rushed in there to hide, but also to try to concoct some kind of plan that would get them back to Theta. Jendu awkwardly perched on the edge of an empty metal crate with his hands on his knees, catching his breath. He was by no means out of shape, but it had been a long time since he’d had to actually run from danger. “So-” Jendu started in between breaths. “You probably have more experience with this kind of thing than me, Chant.” He said with a joking smile that attempted to mask his nerves. “How do you think we’re getting out of here?”
Although he wasn’t confident on their chances of actually getting out of here alive.
Currently Jendu and Chant sat in a small storage room that had had its contents looted and door broken. They had mainly rushed in there to hide, but also to try to concoct some kind of plan that would get them back to Theta. Jendu awkwardly perched on the edge of an empty metal crate with his hands on his knees, catching his breath. He was by no means out of shape, but it had been a long time since he’d had to actually run from danger. “So-” Jendu started in between breaths. “You probably have more experience with this kind of thing than me, Chant.” He said with a joking smile that attempted to mask his nerves. “How do you think we’re getting out of here?”
Anyone is welcome to join, feel free to start in any part of the station.
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