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Aÿisha Remy/Darth Illusia
Several Hundred Kilometers off the Perlemian Trade Route, Thanium Sector, Outer Rim Territory
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The hyperspace route blinked with continuity within the confines of the Lambda class transport. The green light every several seconds showing the pilot that things were in order. It was when it missed a blink that attention would be drawn to the lone light source, when it missed again the only one able to see the 'operating table' would announce the misfortune.
"Breaking Hyperspeed, prepare fo-"
The ship would suddenly jolt before sputtering out of the hyperspace tunnel. The vacuum of space would come to life in a blur of motion as the blue walls that once surrounded them turned to black littered with hundreds if not thousands of stars. Staring out one of the few windows the shuttle contained Illusia couldn't help but grimace at the thought of being stuck in space with no means of travel.
"Status."
The question came across as a comment, often as men and women of power demand answers so did the Darth. The pilot's hands quickly scrambled across various devices adjusting nobs and levers as the ship began to stabilize. After a long moment of silence the man's voice would finally fill the cockpit and hull.
"Hyperdrive is malfunctioning.. Thrusters are at 68% power.. Shields at full capacity."
The pilot continued on his status report until he was ultimately cut off by the Darth, the fear in the mans voice ever apparent since the ships faltering.
"Nearest settlement?"
The pause wasn't nearly as long as she'd predicted with the man's last act of suspense. He'd quickly answer before pointing at a glowing sphere in the distance. The white ball swirling with life as the clouds of weather ran their rampant path over the growing planet.
"Rhen Var, M'lady. If I put the thrusters to full we'll be there within the hour.."
Thankful they were in Sith space she nodded her head before looking herself over. The damages of Zebitrope IV still shining through on her normally impressive armor. Relaxing into the seat she looked at the stormtrooper squad around her and assured herself they could endure a few days on the ice giant.
"Put us down near something that can stand the trials of ice and snow... and remember your life is at risk, Pilot."
"Aye, Illusia."
The pilot would nod his head before hitting the thrusters and heading them closer to the white mass. Rhen Var wasn't known for its kindness, but rather its harsh weather and unforgiving terrain the men within that ship had a test in front of them that many would never be ready for.
Several Hundred Kilometers off the Perlemian Trade Route, Thanium Sector, Outer Rim Territory
========================================================================
The hyperspace route blinked with continuity within the confines of the Lambda class transport. The green light every several seconds showing the pilot that things were in order. It was when it missed a blink that attention would be drawn to the lone light source, when it missed again the only one able to see the 'operating table' would announce the misfortune.
"Breaking Hyperspeed, prepare fo-"
The ship would suddenly jolt before sputtering out of the hyperspace tunnel. The vacuum of space would come to life in a blur of motion as the blue walls that once surrounded them turned to black littered with hundreds if not thousands of stars. Staring out one of the few windows the shuttle contained Illusia couldn't help but grimace at the thought of being stuck in space with no means of travel.
"Status."
The question came across as a comment, often as men and women of power demand answers so did the Darth. The pilot's hands quickly scrambled across various devices adjusting nobs and levers as the ship began to stabilize. After a long moment of silence the man's voice would finally fill the cockpit and hull.
"Hyperdrive is malfunctioning.. Thrusters are at 68% power.. Shields at full capacity."
The pilot continued on his status report until he was ultimately cut off by the Darth, the fear in the mans voice ever apparent since the ships faltering.
"Nearest settlement?"
The pause wasn't nearly as long as she'd predicted with the man's last act of suspense. He'd quickly answer before pointing at a glowing sphere in the distance. The white ball swirling with life as the clouds of weather ran their rampant path over the growing planet.
"Rhen Var, M'lady. If I put the thrusters to full we'll be there within the hour.."
Thankful they were in Sith space she nodded her head before looking herself over. The damages of Zebitrope IV still shining through on her normally impressive armor. Relaxing into the seat she looked at the stormtrooper squad around her and assured herself they could endure a few days on the ice giant.
"Put us down near something that can stand the trials of ice and snow... and remember your life is at risk, Pilot."
"Aye, Illusia."
The pilot would nod his head before hitting the thrusters and heading them closer to the white mass. Rhen Var wasn't known for its kindness, but rather its harsh weather and unforgiving terrain the men within that ship had a test in front of them that many would never be ready for.