Level 2244, Coruscant undercity
The Black Swift stood in one of the many hangars that were sprawling throughout the lower levels of Coruscant like a honeycomb. A perfect hiding spot—finding one ship among billions would be nigh-impossible. And the Force knew that Kel needed a place to hide and lie low. Standing outside the lowered ramp, the scoundrel looked upwards, at the ship. His own ship. That sudden change of ownership still felt surreal. The events of the last few weeks seemed like a blur. Even putting them together and in the right order was hard:
Kel scratched his head and wiped his face, mumbling to himself: "Kriff this kark. Just grab a drink, play some Pazaak, find a contract, and forget this kriffin' Nar Shaddaa nonsense." Exhaling into the palms still pressed against his face, the pilot turned towards the exit from the hangar. However, the scoundrel stopped as he saw people approaching him...
@Morse, @Kestrel
The Black Swift stood in one of the many hangars that were sprawling throughout the lower levels of Coruscant like a honeycomb. A perfect hiding spot—finding one ship among billions would be nigh-impossible. And the Force knew that Kel needed a place to hide and lie low. Standing outside the lowered ramp, the scoundrel looked upwards, at the ship. His own ship. That sudden change of ownership still felt surreal. The events of the last few weeks seemed like a blur. Even putting them together and in the right order was hard:
Alright, here we go. The Swift belonged to Bochaba the Hutt, a small-time gangster from Nar Shaddaa. Bochaba crossed someone; probably during the ill-fated piracy raid that I took part in. In retaliation, someone wrecked Bochaba's entire enterprise in turn. I barely managed to escape, with the help of some droid and a mysterious Jedi.
Bochaba's warehouses and hangars on Nar Shaddaa are in ruins; the Swift is probably the only asset still out there. It made A LOT of noise while leaving Nar Shaddaa. If I'm lucky, its rap sheet hasn't set every nearby bounty hunter on my tail yet. Let alone Bochaba's "fan club", who might want to finish what they started and tie up loose ends. Not to mention there may be other survivors from Bochaba's enterprise who might disagree with me taking the Swift for myself.
I know it sounds like paranoia, but I feel that someone's watching me. My gut is rarely wrong about such things. And I think I've seen a couple of ships taking the same route as me, following all the way from the Outer Rim...
Bochaba's warehouses and hangars on Nar Shaddaa are in ruins; the Swift is probably the only asset still out there. It made A LOT of noise while leaving Nar Shaddaa. If I'm lucky, its rap sheet hasn't set every nearby bounty hunter on my tail yet. Let alone Bochaba's "fan club", who might want to finish what they started and tie up loose ends. Not to mention there may be other survivors from Bochaba's enterprise who might disagree with me taking the Swift for myself.
I know it sounds like paranoia, but I feel that someone's watching me. My gut is rarely wrong about such things. And I think I've seen a couple of ships taking the same route as me, following all the way from the Outer Rim...
Kel scratched his head and wiped his face, mumbling to himself: "Kriff this kark. Just grab a drink, play some Pazaak, find a contract, and forget this kriffin' Nar Shaddaa nonsense." Exhaling into the palms still pressed against his face, the pilot turned towards the exit from the hangar. However, the scoundrel stopped as he saw people approaching him...
@Morse, @Kestrel