Somewhere in the Orbit of the Dantooine System
Y136
0215 Galactic Standard time
Laeo had wandered out of the mess hall only a few hours prior, and he wasn't entirely sure of what time it was. All the boy knew was that he was drowsy, and that he'd done a few parlor tricks with his force abilities that had made the entire crew burst out laughing.
Their job was simple, and one Laeo was familiar with on a much smaller scale. They were to work out a spice deal with representatives belonging to another hutt, and than they'd be off.
They'd picked this world in question for a variety of reasons; the most obvious was that Dantooine was outside hutt space, meaning it'd be exceedingly difficult for either party to do something they weren't supposed to. Beyond that, the local government of this world was small, and absentee in the lives of her citizens-- it wasn't going to pay attention to a pair of ships conspicuously landing in an empty plain and leaving an hour later.
He'd started from his nap, and found himself staring at the mirror in his room. Grabbing a razor, he began to trim off any bit of facial hair he could find-- by the time he was finished, the boy, though having recently experienced his 20th birthday, looked just as young as ever.
Grabbing his jacket, the boy slipped it on to his mostly uncovered body and wandered into the cockpit. The ship was on autopilot, and the pilot-- an older looking sullistan-- was fast asleep in his chair.
Idly, Laeonas sat in the seat next to his, whistling a bit.
Than he noticed a blinking on the ship's nav.
Y136
0215 Galactic Standard time
Laeo had wandered out of the mess hall only a few hours prior, and he wasn't entirely sure of what time it was. All the boy knew was that he was drowsy, and that he'd done a few parlor tricks with his force abilities that had made the entire crew burst out laughing.
Their job was simple, and one Laeo was familiar with on a much smaller scale. They were to work out a spice deal with representatives belonging to another hutt, and than they'd be off.
They'd picked this world in question for a variety of reasons; the most obvious was that Dantooine was outside hutt space, meaning it'd be exceedingly difficult for either party to do something they weren't supposed to. Beyond that, the local government of this world was small, and absentee in the lives of her citizens-- it wasn't going to pay attention to a pair of ships conspicuously landing in an empty plain and leaving an hour later.
He'd started from his nap, and found himself staring at the mirror in his room. Grabbing a razor, he began to trim off any bit of facial hair he could find-- by the time he was finished, the boy, though having recently experienced his 20th birthday, looked just as young as ever.
Grabbing his jacket, the boy slipped it on to his mostly uncovered body and wandered into the cockpit. The ship was on autopilot, and the pilot-- an older looking sullistan-- was fast asleep in his chair.
Idly, Laeonas sat in the seat next to his, whistling a bit.
Than he noticed a blinking on the ship's nav.