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Post by The Tired God on Jul 20, 2015 7:34:15 GMT -5
She shrugged, not all bothered by the twists and turns their escape had taken. "Nothing ever goes according to plan. What's important is that we got out alive, and uninjured." She ran a hand through her hair, smiling sweetly at Rena as she did. "I can fix someone up in a pinch, but I don't think any of us here are really top notch doctors or medics." Clearly she didn't know Rena all that well. "But to answer your question, no. I've never been to Ryloth before, but from what I know it's a lot like Tatooine, just a lot more civilized. Hot, less sand and more rocks."
Destiny Points: 3 Light, 2 Dark.
Sasha's Outer Rim: 2 Success
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Post by Rena Ferran on Jul 20, 2015 7:50:42 GMT -5
Rena nodded at the description, "Seems a lot of the worlds I've been on out here can be summarized as 'hot' and some other form of inclimate." She shrugged, accepting if not happy about that fact. "As for your other point..." She began, reaching down into her bag to dig out the medpac. "I'm actually fairly skilled at medicine. This isn't a replacement for a full medbay, but it's enough that I can patch us up if worst comes to worst."
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Post by The Tired God on Jul 20, 2015 8:39:32 GMT -5
Sasha gave Rena a low whistle, clearly impressed, or at the very least easily impressed. "I'll be sure to come to you for all my scrapes and bruises then. It'll be nice having a doctor-type aboard, for as long as you stick with us." No one said anything would be permanent. They were all free to go there separate ways after they had escaped Mos Shuuta.
Destiny Points: 3 Light, 2 Dark.
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Post by Rena Ferran on Jul 20, 2015 21:10:49 GMT -5
"I suspect that all three of you will be, for however long we travel together." She grinned over to the other woman. "I believe you commented that you didn't have any plans on where you wanted to go once we were free, did you have any preference for the company you'd keep?"
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Post by The Tired God on Jul 20, 2015 22:11:07 GMT -5
Sasha tilted her head to the side, not quite understanding what Rena meant. "What do you mean exactly by the company I keep? I mean, picking up hitchhikers? Spending the long evenings playing cards with Pash? Harassing you in your room or mine?" All of those sounded fine to her.
Destiny Points: 3 Light, 2 Dark.
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Post by Rena Ferran on Jul 20, 2015 22:15:07 GMT -5
Rena shrugged, "Simply whether you planned to stay together. I mean, we never truly discussed that did we? What happened after we were free never factored into any of the plan I was told about." She opened her medpac, gently picking through to make sure all her tools and supplies were still in one piece. "You still answered though, it sounds like you plan on sticking with us. Assuming Pash and Oskara feel the same? That's good to know."
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Post by The Tired God on Jul 20, 2015 22:41:39 GMT -5
Sasha blinked, letting out a soft 'oh' in response. "I mean, I don't have anywhere else I really need to be, and Oskara has been good to work with in the past. I'm just interested in the exploration. I'm sure Pash will be happy if he gets to fly the Nighthawk, and Oskara will be happy if the credits keep rolling in and she's kept busy." She waggled an accusatory finger at the Core Worlder. "What'll keep you with this band of rogues? It's been dangerous so far, and it'll probably only get worse. Especially if Teemo starts getting bounty hunters, or the Empire involved . . . I hope he doesn't take things personally.
Destiny Points: 3 Light, 2 Dark.
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Post by Rena Ferran on Jul 21, 2015 8:12:29 GMT -5
Rena nodded, "I see. I suppose that'll hold everyone together fairly well, won't it? I appreciate your insight Sasha, you know the others better than me." Satisfied that all her tools were in one piece and working order she closed up her medpac again.
"What would keep me here?" She gave a shrug. "I'm not sure what wouldn't honestly. There's safety in numbers for one. Sure this has been a bit... more dangerous than I signed up for? I certainly didn't sign up for the Empire sighting down their blasters at me. But it'd only be worse to go off alone, right?"
As she mentioned the blaster she reached for her own, similarly discarded on the dresser for the time being. She gave it a look over, frowning before putting it back down."Beyond that, I don't have... any particular place to go and maybe I'll find what I'm looking for with you guys? You three at least know the Rim."
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Post by The Tired God on Jul 21, 2015 11:44:27 GMT -5
Sasha kicked her legs out from under her, rising from her spot on Rena's bed. "We'll be glad to have you for as long as you stay, and for as long as we all stay together, which frankly, I hope is a long time." She gave Rena a smile as she padded for the doorway, her footsteps virtually silent without her even really trying to be quiet.
"I'll leave you to the rest of your unpacking. If you need me I'll be in my bunk!" And with that, Sasha was gone.
Destiny Points: 3 Light, 2 Dark.
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Post by Rena Ferran on Jul 21, 2015 11:51:10 GMT -5
Rena waved as Sasha said her farewell, giving the woman a small nod. Once the door was closed she reopened her medpac with a sigh. She pulled a few small parts out of it and began to disperse them into the various drawers of her dresser. "...Probably safer here anyway." She mumbled to herself. Left to her own devices, she'd pack away the last of her things and collapse down onto her bunk until she was called out.
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Post by The Tired God on Jul 21, 2015 11:57:08 GMT -5
Two and a half hours after Rena laid herself down in her bunk, a familiar voice sounded from the intercom.
"And if you look to our left, you'll see the planet Ryloth, in all its orange glory," said Pash, which was followed by an audible smack and then a chuckle from the cockpit. Someone certainly didn't appreciate his comments. As Rena left her room, she'd find the whole crew gathered in the cockpit, looking out the viewport at the ever enlarging Ryloth.
Sasha had apparently decided to change up her clothes again, properly dressed for traversing Ryloth's rocky terrain, meanwhile Oskara seemed as stoic and battle ready as ever. Pash teased the yoke and dipped the ship upwards, trying to smooth their descent into the planet's atmosphere as much as possible.
Destiny Points: 3 Light, 2 Dark.
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Post by Rena Ferran on Jul 21, 2015 13:30:24 GMT -5
Rena roused herself from her room, taking a brief moment to change into fresh clothes; a gray top, green pants that matched her coat and her boots. She was still loosely wrapping her scarf as she came into the cockpit. "So I'm guessing the first thing we should do when we land is take care of the transponder, but what are we doing from there?"
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Post by The Tired God on Jul 21, 2015 22:38:42 GMT -5
Oskara answered with a grunt first, followed by a quick exit, headed for the cargo hold. "We need to refuel and resupply. I'll take care of the transponder, Sasha can start composing a list of supplies we will need." She didn't bother giving orders to Rena or Pash, or if she did, she couldn't be heard down in the cargo hold by the time she was done telling Sasha what to do.
Their top priority was dealing with that transponder, but since they knew where it was, removing it wouldn't be a difficult feat. Next they would need to refuel and acquire supplies, and if B'uara was a man of his word, he would help the crew find the right contacts and suppliers to do just that. What they would do next was up in the air, but from what it sounded like, Oskara was interested in assisting B'uara, or at least seeing him safely dropped off with his underground allies.
Destiny Points: 3 Light, 2 Dark.
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Post by Rena Ferran on Jul 21, 2015 22:49:02 GMT -5
Rena watched Oskara vanish down the hallway, "So much for her cheering up after we broke free of Teemo." With a shrug she moved to sit beside Pash and watch the landing. "I guess she doesn't have anything important for us two, any ideas for once we land?"
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Post by The Tired God on Jul 22, 2015 9:48:59 GMT -5
Pash shrugged calmly, not terribly bothered by Oskara's persistent gruff attitude. "She knows I know what to do," he explained, leveling out the ship as they reached the cloud layer of Ryloth. With a deft flick of his wrist, he began lowering the ship with the aid of the upper thrusters, going from clear sky, to within the clouds, then beneath, revealing the rocky landscape below.
Ryloth was an interesting planet due to the fact that one side perpetually faced its sun and the other remained in darkness, a phenomenon known as tidal locking. Because of this, day and night weren't exactly a thing, so the locals built a majority of their settlements underground, in order to create an artificial sense of darkness, and to protect the inhabitants from the harsh environment and wandering predatory lyleks. Nabat was no exception to the rule, the only real sign of its existence being the few stone-carved buildings outside in the harsh sunlight.
The upper levels of Nabat were exposed to the elements, and they consisted of several landing pads, and as the crew would soon find out, slum dwellings, as well as a cantina.
Pash was careful to bring the ship into alignment with one of the landing pads, before going through the docking procedure, stating the necessary details to land. Rena might note that there were a lot of details worth sharing.
As they landed, Oskara's voice rang out over the intercom. "Pash, Rena, once we're docked meet us in the cargo bay."
Destiny Points: 3 Light, 2 Dark.
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