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Sometime sometime before the new TL, months?
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The wealth of the galaxy, a crimson star and the swirling gas planets that orbited it. The smallest, emerald green and spotted with swirling black clouds loomed large, vast compared to the cluster of ships that surrounded it. A polished, gleaming silver hull, a smoothness interrupted only by elaborate windows from stern to prow, almost a kilometer long it was also for ship, huge. Thousands of passengers would normally would walk its equally elaborate corridors, halls and dining rooms. Through casinos, pools and theaters, in was a place for the rich to mingle. A years wage for most wouldn't even buy a day on board, extravagant luxury was woven through every bulkhead and marble pillar. Today though, it fell silent. The guests having been evacuated after a large explosive device was uncovered in the secondary reactor core. A firefight breaking out with those assumed to be responsible that overwhelmed the security forces, forcing the guests and most of the crew to evacuate. They now held place nearby, waiting for rescue or resolution.
The ship was the Starlight Glow. Shaped like a two tiered arrowhead it had ten decks, every third for crew and ship function. The rest filled with guests and objects for their entertainment. The second tier hung back ever so slightly from the first, a huge silver figurehead of a young woman reaching forwards hanging from it. The hanger bay was at the bottom, to the rear, near the engines. A single shuttle approached, cutting a path through the escape pods and personal yachts that filled space. It was crewed by several Jedi, called off a training mission to aid in whatever way they could. They had made contact with the captain of the ship, on the bridge who had told them of three known devices along with several assailants onboard before his signal was cut off. The bridge was in the center of the ship, between the two huge arrowheads that made up most of the ship. There didn't seem to be any casualties among the guests, though so far not everyone had been accounted for.
The shuttle set down in the huge and now entirely empty hanger. It was cavernous and showed no sign of battle, whoever had attacked the ship seemed to have no trouble getting onboard, nor left behind a ship. The rest of the ship followed an obvious layout, towards the back of the two sections were the reactors, the primary was only two decks above them, the secondary on the 9th deck, the bridge in between. These two reactors and the coolant pumps on the 6th deck were the bombs that had been found, any one of them would do massive damage to the ship, all three would completely destroy it. Somewhere between all of that, were armed men on a now almost abandoned ship. No demands made, the Starlight Glow remaining in its orbit without movement.
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Fen was apprehensive, of the Jedi here she was by far the least experienced and least trained. That they had been pulled from their training, her very first time out of the temple since arriving, she hadn't been looking forward to arriving. Fighting, bombs, even ships were new to her, and the latter, made her uncomfortable. It wasn't bad enough that there was only a few inches of metal between space and herself on the shuttle. Now, they were on a ship that they knew had a high chance of exploding and making all of her fears reality. Not that she could really talk about how uncomfortable that made her.
Instead of talk she remained seated even after they landed. Half in hope that she would be ignored or at the very least told to remain with the shuttle. The girl had light red skin, small sloped blue-green eyes that drew attention due to the three red triangles tattooed under each one. Long purple hair, pinned up at the back and braded at the sides rattled slightly as the beads struck each other as they landed. The form she cut, did not seem one of a Jedi. A teal salwar, dotted with golden embroidery it left her arms completely bare, at her thighs snaked out a pair of brown working trousers that sank into shin length umber boots. The only thing about her that seemed to make any statement at all towards a more practical nature was a brown utility belt at her waist, though the lack of a lightsaber was obvious.
Hands in her lap, she waited. She'd been too busy not panicking about being in space to say anything to her comrades, let alone now the danger was much more obvious.
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The wealth of the galaxy, a crimson star and the swirling gas planets that orbited it. The smallest, emerald green and spotted with swirling black clouds loomed large, vast compared to the cluster of ships that surrounded it. A polished, gleaming silver hull, a smoothness interrupted only by elaborate windows from stern to prow, almost a kilometer long it was also for ship, huge. Thousands of passengers would normally would walk its equally elaborate corridors, halls and dining rooms. Through casinos, pools and theaters, in was a place for the rich to mingle. A years wage for most wouldn't even buy a day on board, extravagant luxury was woven through every bulkhead and marble pillar. Today though, it fell silent. The guests having been evacuated after a large explosive device was uncovered in the secondary reactor core. A firefight breaking out with those assumed to be responsible that overwhelmed the security forces, forcing the guests and most of the crew to evacuate. They now held place nearby, waiting for rescue or resolution.
The ship was the Starlight Glow. Shaped like a two tiered arrowhead it had ten decks, every third for crew and ship function. The rest filled with guests and objects for their entertainment. The second tier hung back ever so slightly from the first, a huge silver figurehead of a young woman reaching forwards hanging from it. The hanger bay was at the bottom, to the rear, near the engines. A single shuttle approached, cutting a path through the escape pods and personal yachts that filled space. It was crewed by several Jedi, called off a training mission to aid in whatever way they could. They had made contact with the captain of the ship, on the bridge who had told them of three known devices along with several assailants onboard before his signal was cut off. The bridge was in the center of the ship, between the two huge arrowheads that made up most of the ship. There didn't seem to be any casualties among the guests, though so far not everyone had been accounted for.
The shuttle set down in the huge and now entirely empty hanger. It was cavernous and showed no sign of battle, whoever had attacked the ship seemed to have no trouble getting onboard, nor left behind a ship. The rest of the ship followed an obvious layout, towards the back of the two sections were the reactors, the primary was only two decks above them, the secondary on the 9th deck, the bridge in between. These two reactors and the coolant pumps on the 6th deck were the bombs that had been found, any one of them would do massive damage to the ship, all three would completely destroy it. Somewhere between all of that, were armed men on a now almost abandoned ship. No demands made, the Starlight Glow remaining in its orbit without movement.
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Fen was apprehensive, of the Jedi here she was by far the least experienced and least trained. That they had been pulled from their training, her very first time out of the temple since arriving, she hadn't been looking forward to arriving. Fighting, bombs, even ships were new to her, and the latter, made her uncomfortable. It wasn't bad enough that there was only a few inches of metal between space and herself on the shuttle. Now, they were on a ship that they knew had a high chance of exploding and making all of her fears reality. Not that she could really talk about how uncomfortable that made her.
Instead of talk she remained seated even after they landed. Half in hope that she would be ignored or at the very least told to remain with the shuttle. The girl had light red skin, small sloped blue-green eyes that drew attention due to the three red triangles tattooed under each one. Long purple hair, pinned up at the back and braded at the sides rattled slightly as the beads struck each other as they landed. The form she cut, did not seem one of a Jedi. A teal salwar, dotted with golden embroidery it left her arms completely bare, at her thighs snaked out a pair of brown working trousers that sank into shin length umber boots. The only thing about her that seemed to make any statement at all towards a more practical nature was a brown utility belt at her waist, though the lack of a lightsaber was obvious.
Hands in her lap, she waited. She'd been too busy not panicking about being in space to say anything to her comrades, let alone now the danger was much more obvious.
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