When the administrator mentions some sort of monetary reward, and its impossibility, offering the crew medical assistance, Rem just have a sincere smile in his face and says: Thank you for your offer Nolga'arat, my crew was the one responsible for the rescue, I kinda only brought them here. We are happy to accept medical assistance.
Turning to the crew: Anyone needs some assistance? We need to get going, we still have passengers to take to their destination, so let's heal our wounds and get going.
Tsussel looked at the Rem. "Seriously, do you not see the the top of my skull on my perfect head? Of course I NEED HEALING!" After spouting a stream of curses all in Jawa. Tsussel is led away hoping to get his head fixed and maybe a new hood.
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PbP Character: Vilk Dusza (The Peak's of Winter's Hold)
After contacting the group and fixing his mask Son spent some time searching the other ship. While checking the same areas where they had hidden their own secret stores he here's Ryy growl over the comms, "As far as I know this Herglic was the last of them. Though to be honest even if there is anyone one else I think they'd just be more of the Bantha Fodder we ran into before," Son grunts as he moves onto the next crate and lifts, " they probably wouldn't be that much of a- Why hello there."
Son paused as he finds a hidden compartment and within a collection of jars containing a burnt orange sandy substance. Son raised his Comm and keyed over to the crew frequency, "Hey Cap don't worry about pressing too hard for a reward I think I found us a tidy little payday."
Son steals one of the hover loaders from the enemy ship and lifts the crates in question onto it. He leaves the enemy ship and approaches the Jaco with the loader in tow. Boarding he crosses path with the Twilek that Rem left in charge of the ship Wizithe, who asks about the boxes.
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"Well, it's a very long story, my lovely purple friend. But the Long and Short of it after we helped clear out that facility as part of our reward the director gave us a job delivering these supplies."
"Oh, so they're medical supplies?" she asks
*Pause* "You know I didn't actually ask. I mean I assume so... What else would they give us? You know what, I think I may just store these until the Rem get's back on the ship. How did things go on this end?"
"Oh, everything was fine, we just sat and talked, I told them that we'd be back on our way in 5 hours, so when you tell them we're taking off ahead of schedule everyone will be really happy!"
"Yep that's great, I'll just go put these away while you let everyone know the good news!" Son said edging away and moving the loader into one of the unoccupied cargo bays.
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PbP character Son Kol - Kel Dor Fringer (Shadows of the Republic)
Administrator Nolga'arat turns to the side gesturing to one of the humans who steps up beside her. "This is Doctor Dodonda Rafiti she is one of the leading experts on outer rim species physiology, she will be delighted to see to your head, if you will follow her she'll have you on the mend in no time at all." "Right this way sir." Doctor Rafiti says with a smile as she leads Tsu toward the stairs. BC, having finished strapping the Q4 and its mount to his back again, follows Tsu and the doctor up stairs to an exam room on one of the upper floors. Looking back to Rem, Aevar, and now Ryywhaaca, the cerean bows her head again deferentially, "If there's nothing else I can do for you gentlemen, my aide Prencilius, will escort you all to the landing platform and have our security staff transmit priority landing codes to you in case you should ever find yourselves in need of our services. Again gentleman we thank you for coming to our rescue you are truly heroes to all of us here." Prencilius Steps forward he begins to walk briskly in the direction of the stairs. "Right this way gentlemen" he says in officious tones has he taps hurriedly on a data pad. As they follow the administrative aide Faldien calls after them, "May The Force be with you!"
Son having just finished his work loading the Jacko is making his way back to the running black twin of the Lucky Jacko. He notices Klulvae arriving at the landing platform and gives him a wave as he heads for the landing ramp of the the other ship.
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Arriving at the Black Sun's ship, Rem goes for their Navi Computer to try to backtrack their flight plan, looking for anything that could call his attention, like known stations or strange stops on asteroid fields.
Well, beauty, let me see where have this goons taken you, I promise I will be gentle.
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Rem opens up the nave computer, but as he does he finds a weird hunk of scrap lodged in part of the interface. Without replacement parts and time this nav computer won't be able to tell him anything. He pulls the hunk of scrap out to examine it and wonders what the heck a chunk of a blaster pistol would be doing lodged in the nav computer interface....
Aevar, Ryywhaaca, and Klulvae board the Jacko and get settled in as they wait for Rem, Tsu and BC to return.
By the time Rem is finished looking about with Son, BC and Tsu (now in a black cloak) come striding out on to the platform heading for the Lucky Jacko.
Everyone reconvenes aboard the Jacko to determine their next move.
"Well, I couldn't see anything on their nav computer, so I think ee should deliver ou passengers and then try the statio (name), where the black sun have an operative in this sector."
Aboard the Jacko, Klulvae smiled at the other passengers, before moving to the cargo bay where the "medical" supplies were stationed. While naive, he thought that perhaps if he tried the "medicine", it would help him fit in and gain respect from the Jacko's crew. He wanted to continue journeying with them, but wasn't sure how to go about getting with the crew. And he couldn't just ask. That would be too weird.
"What's this stuff? Some sort of drug?" He asks, looking at Son.
"Yeppers." Son responds. "You stick it in your eye with a syringe."
"What?!" Klulvae exclaimed. "I have to stick it in my eye?" The thought made Klulvae uncomfortable, while Aevar just stood there silently, shaking his head.
As Klulvae began searching for a syringe, his conscious got the better of him, and he responded. "Most junkies would do their eyes after they do the rest of their veins, Klulvae."
Klulvaea tried to just pass his "advice" off. What does he know, anyway? "Well, Son seems much more knowledgeable in this sort of thing than you, Aevar."
"I've seen junkies in the streets, Klulvae." Aevar retorted.
"Look, I'm just trying to have a good time. You're saying they can use the eyes, and he says I should use the eyes. It seems pretty clear for me." Aevar responded, at that the Miralukan.
"I'm saying its usually a last resort. You can jab your eyes first if you want, but most would leave it to last." Aevar counters, clearly knowing a decent amount on drug usage.
"But I'm still not stabbing my eyes. Doesn't it just work like eyedrops too?" Klulvae asks, not wanting to stab himself in the eye.
"Nope. This stuff seems to be Sweetsleep, which is a drug that is used intravenously." Aevar remarks without much emotion.
"Sweetsleep? Like I get good dreams and stuff?" He asked, surprised at Aevar's knowledge, and finally finding a needle.
"From what I've heard, it is a strong sedative that is highly addictive. I've heard that some people say it has hallucinogenic effects." He stated plainly, a look of minor worry flashing across his face.
"Hmmm... sounds like it might help me connect to the Force!" Klulvae exclaims with hope. He'd been having difficulty trying to connect with the Force on a deeper level, and thought this might be his quick ticket to doing so.
Aevar could only turn away and facepalm himself in the forehead. Using the needle, Klulvae drew up a doses worth, and, as if the Force was guiding him, he found a vein on the first try. Shooting up the drug, Klulvae feels a pleasant heaviness "whoosh" through is body at a slow pace, starting from the back of his head and going all the way down to his toes. Lethargy hits him, like he just finished a long day of physical training at the temple, though the soreness his body would've felt is replaced with a fuzzy, warm, and soft feeling. Within a minute, he is sound asleep on the cold floor of the cargo bay.
"Are we going to Chandrilla and finish the agreement with the passengers?" ask Ryyhwacca after meticsously clenaing his weapons and leaving them in his room. "I think some of them are pretty annoyed by the delay."
Son shrugs at his buddy keeping his eyes on the Rodian as he slowly moves from standing to leaning to crouching to lying. "Eh, they'll get over it." Son pauses as the Rodian begins to snore, "But we should probably get around to delivering these people."
Then switching to Huttese he says, "Besides we aren't gonna find a buyer for this stuff sitting here." Son says running through his mental list of distributors against who he knows is near Chandrillia while idly tapping onto a datapad.
'Well there's Greer, no I owe her money. There's Gat, No he owes ME money. Shun'del? No, wait. No, he died. Who can I- wait Chandrillia? Yys! Yys is on Chandrilia. She owes me one. And I here she just signed that contract with Moz Productions, so she'll have creds to burn.'
As the realization came to him Son looked down at his datapad as he finished his calculations. And Son stopped doing anything. For a few brief moments he just stared before looking to Rem and showed him the datapad showing "933,100".
"This is the street value we're looking at for just these three," Son said after he was sure that Rem saw the screen, "There are three more on the other freighter, but I won't be able to fit them in the smuggler compartments. Do we want to risk customs for the extra?"
It was at that moment when Tsussel, wearing his new cloak, also came on the seen. His dark cloak contrasted very well with all the bandages that they had wrapped him in. It literally looked like a short mummy had came on the ship. "Mhmmmm hmm mhmm Mhmmmm mmmm!" Tsussel waved his bandaged arms around trying to convey the same surprise at the number.
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PbP Character: Vilk Dusza (The Peak's of Winter's Hold)
Son laughed at his crewmate walking in like a dwarf mummy. Shaking his head he says, "Hey Tsu, you look ridiculous." Son then pointed to the sleeping Rodian, "Check it, we got the Jedi High."
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PbP character Son Kol - Kel Dor Fringer (Shadows of the Republic)
The battle droid standing behind Tsu translate in harsh metallic tones "Master Isil wishes to convey his surprise at the sum that crewmember Lok has presented."
Tsu looked at the Jedi. Well an upgraded one, a High Jedi! He began to laugh but was muffled by all the bandages. Curse his luck, he had to wait another day or 2 before he could remove the bandages. Well at least BC knew what he was saying. Speaking of that he had to do those upgrades. He gave a thumbs up to Son, "Hmmm mhmm hmm mmmm" (Good job!!! Now maybe we can roam where we want!) He then motioned to BC to follow him to his quarters of the ship where he began the process of upgrading his Murder Buddy Bot. Now Tsussel was not an expert at tech stuff. Sure he could tell what parts were good for what and how everything all fit together, but as far as coding went....well Tsussel really had no idea what he was doing. Yet the Jawa didn't slow down as he tried to make sense of all the coding. After many muffled curses and things thrown about, he believed he had finally done it!
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PbP Character: Vilk Dusza (The Peak's of Winter's Hold)
Rem is in the cockpit starting up the pre-flight when Son walks in. "Secure the landing ramp, fire up the nav computer, and give me the engine pressure readings." He says in a no nonsense captain tone as he gestures to the co-piolot's seat. The duros pulls down the mic on his headset and taps the controls over his ear "Alright Ladies and Gentelmen, this is Captain Jas speaking, we're running through the preflight now, so go ahead and find your seats and strap in because we will be pulling away shortly." his hand flies across a row of switches, and his eyes dart across gauges and displays as he speaks. "The crew and I would like to personally thank the lovely and talented Wizithe, who was able to see to your needs while we rendered aid to the noble republic forces here on Yavin4. Be sure you thank her for her service before disembarking." Rem's hand flies up to his headset controls again. "Republic Medical Base this is Lucky Jacko requesting clearance for take off." Rem says smoothly. "Confirm receipt of landing codes MedBase and you're welcome. You boys stay out of trouble now, we won't always be around to bail you out," the captain says with a chuckle. Rem Jas looks over to Son Kol who gives him a thumbs up and in response the captain flicks another bank of switches. His hand goes up to his headset, "Confirmed, Lucky Jacko away." with that the Jacko lifts up into the air and leaps into the atmosphere. As Rem easily guides her up accelerating toward escape velocity he punches the controls on his headset again "Ladies and Gentlemen we are now leaving Yavin4 we estimate our arrival on Chandrilla 10 hours from now. please stay fastened in until we have made the jump to hyperspace."
A little over 9.5 hours later the Lucky Jacko drops out of hyperspace. In the Jacko's cockpit Rem-Jas and Tsussel Isil watch the blue lines of stars slip away resolving into the black of space and the surface of Chandrila rushes to gobble up real-estate in the viewport before them. The duros pilot calls over to the jawa, "Tsu cut in the sub-light engines," this breaks the jawa out of his revelry and he snaps into action. Rem hits some buttons on the coms dialing in Hanna City. As the captain goes about securing a landing site Tsu is busy prepping the landing cycle to ensure everything is ready for touchdown. The captain having concluded his business with Hanna City flight control, flips his headset controls to broadcast internally throughout the Lucky Jacko. "Ladies and Gentlemen, this is Captain Rem Jas speaking we've just come out of hyperspace and we are starting our descent to Chandrila. We should be landing in Hanna City in about 20 minutes. Please strap in and prepare for re-entry, and on behalf of the crew I'd like to personally thank you for flying with us."
The Lucky Jacko touches down in a landing bay in a rather low rent part of Hanna City, which by most of the crew's standards still seems like a pretty cushy area. Chandrila is an idyllic world whose main industry is agriculture and though Hanna City is the capital of a prosperous core world it is also the capital of an exceptionally peaceful and high-minded world. The low population density of Hanna City makes it seem more like a rustic resort town to those accustomed to thinking of sprawling galactic metropolises, let alone Coruscant, as cities.
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"Son. Do you confirm that there are no more mercenaries?" ask Ryyhwacca when he finishes his summary.
Then he leaves his guard near the turbolift and join the others.
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When the administrator mentions some sort of monetary reward, and its impossibility, offering the crew medical assistance, Rem just have a sincere smile in his face and says: Thank you for your offer Nolga'arat, my crew was the one responsible for the rescue, I kinda only brought them here. We are happy to accept medical assistance.
Turning to the crew: Anyone needs some assistance? We need to get going, we still have passengers to take to their destination, so let's heal our wounds and get going.
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Tsussel looked at the Rem. "Seriously, do you not see the the top of my skull on my perfect head? Of course I NEED HEALING!" After spouting a stream of curses all in Jawa. Tsussel is led away hoping to get his head fixed and maybe a new hood.
After contacting the group and fixing his mask Son spent some time searching the other ship. While checking the same areas where they had hidden their own secret stores he here's Ryy growl over the comms, "As far as I know this Herglic was the last of them. Though to be honest even if there is anyone one else I think they'd just be more of the Bantha Fodder we ran into before," Son grunts as he moves onto the next crate and lifts, " they probably wouldn't be that much of a- Why hello there."
Son paused as he finds a hidden compartment and within a collection of jars containing a burnt orange sandy substance. Son raised his Comm and keyed over to the crew frequency, "Hey Cap don't worry about pressing too hard for a reward I think I found us a tidy little payday."
Son steals one of the hover loaders from the enemy ship and lifts the crates in question onto it. He leaves the enemy ship and approaches the Jaco with the loader in tow. Boarding he crosses path with the Twilek that Rem left in charge of the ship Wizithe, who asks about the boxes.
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"Well, it's a very long story, my lovely purple friend. But the Long and Short of it after we helped clear out that facility as part of our reward the director gave us a job delivering these supplies."
"Oh, so they're medical supplies?" she asks
*Pause* "You know I didn't actually ask. I mean I assume so... What else would they give us? You know what, I think I may just store these until the Rem get's back on the ship. How did things go on this end?"
"Oh, everything was fine, we just sat and talked, I told them that we'd be back on our way in 5 hours, so when you tell them we're taking off ahead of schedule everyone will be really happy!"
"Yep that's great, I'll just go put these away while you let everyone know the good news!" Son said edging away and moving the loader into one of the unoccupied cargo bays.
Dubito, ergo cogito, ergo sum.
PbP character Son Kol - Kel Dor Fringer (Shadows of the Republic)
PbP charcater Mabeh Honeydew - Wood Elf Druid (Void Beyond the Stars - Inner Realms)
Administrator Nolga'arat turns to the side gesturing to one of the humans who steps up beside her. "This is Doctor Dodonda Rafiti she is one of the leading experts on outer rim species physiology, she will be delighted to see to your head, if you will follow her she'll have you on the mend in no time at all." "Right this way sir." Doctor Rafiti says with a smile as she leads Tsu toward the stairs. BC, having finished strapping the Q4 and its mount to his back again, follows Tsu and the doctor up stairs to an exam room on one of the upper floors.
Looking back to Rem, Aevar, and now Ryywhaaca, the cerean bows her head again deferentially, "If there's nothing else I can do for you gentlemen, my aide Prencilius, will escort you all to the landing platform and have our security staff transmit priority landing codes to you in case you should ever find yourselves in need of our services. Again gentleman we thank you for coming to our rescue you are truly heroes to all of us here." Prencilius Steps forward he begins to walk briskly in the direction of the stairs. "Right this way gentlemen" he says in officious tones has he taps hurriedly on a data pad. As they follow the administrative aide Faldien calls after them, "May The Force be with you!"
Son having just finished his work loading the Jacko is making his way back to the running black twin of the Lucky Jacko. He notices Klulvae arriving at the landing platform and gives him a wave as he heads for the landing ramp of the the other ship.
Arriving at the Black Sun's ship, Rem goes for their Navi Computer to try to backtrack their flight plan, looking for anything that could call his attention, like known stations or strange stops on asteroid fields.
Well, beauty, let me see where have this goons taken you, I promise I will be gentle.
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Rem opens up the nave computer, but as he does he finds a weird hunk of scrap lodged in part of the interface. Without replacement parts and time this nav computer won't be able to tell him anything. He pulls the hunk of scrap out to examine it and wonders what the heck a chunk of a blaster pistol would be doing lodged in the nav computer interface....
Aevar, Ryywhaaca, and Klulvae board the Jacko and get settled in as they wait for Rem, Tsu and BC to return.
By the time Rem is finished looking about with Son, BC and Tsu (now in a black cloak) come striding out on to the platform heading for the Lucky Jacko.
Everyone reconvenes aboard the Jacko to determine their next move.
"Well, I couldn't see anything on their nav computer, so I think ee should deliver ou passengers and then try the statio (name), where the black sun have an operative in this sector."
Rem say while starting the Jakko's engine.
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Aboard the Jacko, Klulvae smiled at the other passengers, before moving to the cargo bay where the "medical" supplies were stationed. While naive, he thought that perhaps if he tried the "medicine", it would help him fit in and gain respect from the Jacko's crew. He wanted to continue journeying with them, but wasn't sure how to go about getting with the crew. And he couldn't just ask. That would be too weird.
"What's this stuff? Some sort of drug?" He asks, looking at Son.
"Yeppers." Son responds. "You stick it in your eye with a syringe."
"What?!" Klulvae exclaimed. "I have to stick it in my eye?" The thought made Klulvae uncomfortable, while Aevar just stood there silently, shaking his head.
As Klulvae began searching for a syringe, his conscious got the better of him, and he responded. "Most junkies would do their eyes after they do the rest of their veins, Klulvae."
Klulvaea tried to just pass his "advice" off. What does he know, anyway? "Well, Son seems much more knowledgeable in this sort of thing than you, Aevar."
"I've seen junkies in the streets, Klulvae." Aevar retorted.
"Look, I'm just trying to have a good time. You're saying they can use the eyes, and he says I should use the eyes. It seems pretty clear for me." Aevar responded, at that the Miralukan.
"I'm saying its usually a last resort. You can jab your eyes first if you want, but most would leave it to last." Aevar counters, clearly knowing a decent amount on drug usage.
"But I'm still not stabbing my eyes. Doesn't it just work like eyedrops too?" Klulvae asks, not wanting to stab himself in the eye.
"Nope. This stuff seems to be Sweetsleep, which is a drug that is used intravenously." Aevar remarks without much emotion.
"Sweetsleep? Like I get good dreams and stuff?" He asked, surprised at Aevar's knowledge, and finally finding a needle.
"From what I've heard, it is a strong sedative that is highly addictive. I've heard that some people say it has hallucinogenic effects." He stated plainly, a look of minor worry flashing across his face.
"Hmmm... sounds like it might help me connect to the Force!" Klulvae exclaims with hope. He'd been having difficulty trying to connect with the Force on a deeper level, and thought this might be his quick ticket to doing so.
Aevar could only turn away and facepalm himself in the forehead. Using the needle, Klulvae drew up a doses worth, and, as if the Force was guiding him, he found a vein on the first try. Shooting up the drug, Klulvae feels a pleasant heaviness "whoosh" through is body at a slow pace, starting from the back of his head and going all the way down to his toes. Lethargy hits him, like he just finished a long day of physical training at the temple, though the soreness his body would've felt is replaced with a fuzzy, warm, and soft feeling. Within a minute, he is sound asleep on the cold floor of the cargo bay.
"Are we going to Chandrilla and finish the agreement with the passengers?" ask Ryyhwacca after meticsously clenaing his weapons and leaving them in his room. "I think some of them are pretty annoyed by the delay."
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Son shrugs at his buddy keeping his eyes on the Rodian as he slowly moves from standing to leaning to crouching to lying. "Eh, they'll get over it." Son pauses as the Rodian begins to snore, "But we should probably get around to delivering these people."
Then switching to Huttese he says, "Besides we aren't gonna find a buyer for this stuff sitting here." Son says running through his mental list of distributors against who he knows is near Chandrillia while idly tapping onto a datapad.
'Well there's Greer, no I owe her money. There's Gat, No he owes ME money. Shun'del? No, wait. No, he died. Who can I- wait Chandrillia? Yys! Yys is on Chandrilia. She owes me one. And I here she just signed that contract with Moz Productions, so she'll have creds to burn.'
As the realization came to him Son looked down at his datapad as he finished his calculations. And Son stopped doing anything. For a few brief moments he just stared before looking to Rem and showed him the datapad showing "933,100".
"This is the street value we're looking at for just these three," Son said after he was sure that Rem saw the screen, "There are three more on the other freighter, but I won't be able to fit them in the smuggler compartments. Do we want to risk customs for the extra?"
Dubito, ergo cogito, ergo sum.
PbP character Son Kol - Kel Dor Fringer (Shadows of the Republic)
PbP charcater Mabeh Honeydew - Wood Elf Druid (Void Beyond the Stars - Inner Realms)
The wookie whistles when he sees the number.
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It was at that moment when Tsussel, wearing his new cloak, also came on the seen. His dark cloak contrasted very well with all the bandages that they had wrapped him in. It literally looked like a short mummy had came on the ship. "Mhmmmm hmm mhmm Mhmmmm mmmm!" Tsussel waved his bandaged arms around trying to convey the same surprise at the number.
Son laughed at his crewmate walking in like a dwarf mummy. Shaking his head he says, "Hey Tsu, you look ridiculous." Son then pointed to the sleeping Rodian, "Check it, we got the Jedi High."
Dubito, ergo cogito, ergo sum.
PbP character Son Kol - Kel Dor Fringer (Shadows of the Republic)
PbP charcater Mabeh Honeydew - Wood Elf Druid (Void Beyond the Stars - Inner Realms)
The battle droid standing behind Tsu translate in harsh metallic tones "Master Isil wishes to convey his surprise at the sum that crewmember Lok has presented."
Tsu looked at the Jedi. Well an upgraded one, a High Jedi! He began to laugh but was muffled by all the bandages. Curse his luck, he had to wait another day or 2 before he could remove the bandages. Well at least BC knew what he was saying. Speaking of that he had to do those upgrades. He gave a thumbs up to Son, "Hmmm mhmm hmm mmmm" (Good job!!! Now maybe we can roam where we want!) He then motioned to BC to follow him to his quarters of the ship where he began the process of upgrading his Murder Buddy Bot. Now Tsussel was not an expert at tech stuff. Sure he could tell what parts were good for what and how everything all fit together, but as far as coding went....well Tsussel really had no idea what he was doing. Yet the Jawa didn't slow down as he tried to make sense of all the coding. After many muffled curses and things thrown about, he believed he had finally done it!
Rem is in the cockpit starting up the pre-flight when Son walks in. "Secure the landing ramp, fire up the nav computer, and give me the engine pressure readings." He says in a no nonsense captain tone as he gestures to the co-piolot's seat. The duros pulls down the mic on his headset and taps the controls over his ear "Alright Ladies and Gentelmen, this is Captain Jas speaking, we're running through the preflight now, so go ahead and find your seats and strap in because we will be pulling away shortly." his hand flies across a row of switches, and his eyes dart across gauges and displays as he speaks. "The crew and I would like to personally thank the lovely and talented Wizithe, who was able to see to your needs while we rendered aid to the noble republic forces here on Yavin4. Be sure you thank her for her service before disembarking." Rem's hand flies up to his headset controls again. "Republic Medical Base this is Lucky Jacko requesting clearance for take off." Rem says smoothly. "Confirm receipt of landing codes MedBase and you're welcome. You boys stay out of trouble now, we won't always be around to bail you out," the captain says with a chuckle. Rem Jas looks over to Son Kol who gives him a thumbs up and in response the captain flicks another bank of switches. His hand goes up to his headset, "Confirmed, Lucky Jacko away." with that the Jacko lifts up into the air and leaps into the atmosphere. As Rem easily guides her up accelerating toward escape velocity he punches the controls on his headset again "Ladies and Gentlemen we are now leaving Yavin4 we estimate our arrival on Chandrilla 10 hours from now. please stay fastened in until we have made the jump to hyperspace."
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A little over 9.5 hours later the Lucky Jacko drops out of hyperspace. In the Jacko's cockpit Rem-Jas and Tsussel Isil watch the blue lines of stars slip away resolving into the black of space and the surface of Chandrila rushes to gobble up real-estate in the viewport before them. The duros pilot calls over to the jawa, "Tsu cut in the sub-light engines," this breaks the jawa out of his revelry and he snaps into action. Rem hits some buttons on the coms dialing in Hanna City. As the captain goes about securing a landing site Tsu is busy prepping the landing cycle to ensure everything is ready for touchdown. The captain having concluded his business with Hanna City flight control, flips his headset controls to broadcast internally throughout the Lucky Jacko. "Ladies and Gentlemen, this is Captain Rem Jas speaking we've just come out of hyperspace and we are starting our descent to Chandrila. We should be landing in Hanna City in about 20 minutes. Please strap in and prepare for re-entry, and on behalf of the crew I'd like to personally thank you for flying with us."
The Lucky Jacko touches down in a landing bay in a rather low rent part of Hanna City, which by most of the crew's standards still seems like a pretty cushy area. Chandrila is an idyllic world whose main industry is agriculture and though Hanna City is the capital of a prosperous core world it is also the capital of an exceptionally peaceful and high-minded world. The low population density of Hanna City makes it seem more like a rustic resort town to those accustomed to thinking of sprawling galactic metropolises, let alone Coruscant, as cities.
ooc: What do you guys want to do now that you're here in lovely Hanna City!?