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- Dec 25, 2017
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A sudden jolt as the shuttle shifted would suddenly wake Vash Windrider from his brief nap. They had left the bone chilling atmosphere of Hoth, bound for a Bragi class Corvette in close orbit over the planet. The turbulance not only told him they left atmo, but that they had passed the point of no return. Across the cargo bay from him was fellow Sith Kight, @Serie Fond . A fresh faced pretty blond that he knew little else about.
Any moment now and they would be docking with the Deucalian ship. The former Shadow checked his equipment one last time. Standard raider armor, D7 Carbine with two spare power cells, a couple frags and a couple of remote ion mines. All of which were left for him by fellow Sith agents. Added to his was his own personal pistol and of course his lightsaber, the latter of which was hidden by the fur that also concealed much of his armor.
He looked back to his partner once again. "It's time, before be board may I make a suggestion. Form a telepathic connection between one another to avoid radio contact should we get seporated," he would suggest boldly. He would wait a moment for her answer.
Moments later the ship would slow, hover and then land presumably in the bay of the Corvette. Vash stood and waited for the ramp to lower.