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For weeks now, Vahliri had wholeheartedly thrown herself back into Imperial duties. She was in a far better place than she’d been in the aftermath of the Eriadu party, and it meant that the half-Annfyn’s sights were firmly fixed back onto her own goals and ambitions. She grinded and occupied most of her time with Imperial missions and visits to the warfront, objectives that often took her to the farthest reaches of the Empire. Today had proven to be no different - and she watched from the cockpit as the dreary, industrialized surface of NuII drew near.
Despite being a largely insignificant border world, Null had inevitably drawn Imperial scrutiny for the pirates that operated off of its surface. The group had proven enough of a nuisance to warrant direct intervention, and their orders were simply; eliminate the threat through any means necessary. Of course, Vahliri couldn’t help but note both the efficiency and potential of the group - and her mind had already begun to travel beyond wiping them off the face of Null. If they could be turned to her own benefit while accomplishing the same goal, it was all the better.
The Atropus began its slow descent to the surface - landing in one of the crowded spaceports on the planetary surface. The Epsilon-class shuttle was far less lavish than the yacht that Vahliri and Kadriye often traveled in, but it was far more suited to the business they were engaging in today. The half-Annfyn had ensured her apprentice was outfitted with standard issue equipment as an Acolyte, complete with a cowl to cover their features.
Vahliri herself was adorned in her signature red-and-black robes, alongside a hood that covered the upper hemisphere of her face. A twin pair of lightsabers hung from her belt, while her back hair was tied back into a bun nestled within the hood that draped her head.
As the shuttle came to a land, Vahliri rose up from the pilot’s seat - glancing at her chrono before her gaze turned to Kadriye. “Shall we?” She said towards the Orcolan, turning on a heel to begin making for the exit. “According to intelligence, the compound is only a few blocks outside the city center.”
Despite being a largely insignificant border world, Null had inevitably drawn Imperial scrutiny for the pirates that operated off of its surface. The group had proven enough of a nuisance to warrant direct intervention, and their orders were simply; eliminate the threat through any means necessary. Of course, Vahliri couldn’t help but note both the efficiency and potential of the group - and her mind had already begun to travel beyond wiping them off the face of Null. If they could be turned to her own benefit while accomplishing the same goal, it was all the better.
The Atropus began its slow descent to the surface - landing in one of the crowded spaceports on the planetary surface. The Epsilon-class shuttle was far less lavish than the yacht that Vahliri and Kadriye often traveled in, but it was far more suited to the business they were engaging in today. The half-Annfyn had ensured her apprentice was outfitted with standard issue equipment as an Acolyte, complete with a cowl to cover their features.
Vahliri herself was adorned in her signature red-and-black robes, alongside a hood that covered the upper hemisphere of her face. A twin pair of lightsabers hung from her belt, while her back hair was tied back into a bun nestled within the hood that draped her head.
As the shuttle came to a land, Vahliri rose up from the pilot’s seat - glancing at her chrono before her gaze turned to Kadriye. “Shall we?” She said towards the Orcolan, turning on a heel to begin making for the exit. “According to intelligence, the compound is only a few blocks outside the city center.”
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