Post by Talau the Ever-Lurking on Aug 2, 2010 19:47:20 GMT -5
((don’t ask about the title…I really don’t know.))
Still damp hair clung about her shoulders, neck and face, dripping with water every now and again as she shifted in the pilot’s seat to adjust the settings of the Consul to prepare for atmosphere entry and landing. Of course, she’d dried it with a towel for the most part after the shower, but that didn’t keep the excess water from collecting at the tips of those thick auburn waves, almost causing the shortened hair to curl in places…almost. Clinging to the back of her seat was the little droid who, while not quite as affable as Ayer, she was beginning to consider a partner, of sorts. ”In fact,” Aunna thought to herself as she gazed out silently at the emerald jewel that was Dxun, ”I should find a name for her…calling her 13 all the time just doesn’t settle right with me. Maybe Eressea? For some reason that seems fitting.”
Reaching up, she keyed the ship’s internal com so she could inform their impromptu visitor, Ss’ss’th as she’d learned his name to be, of their entry into Dxun’s atmosphere. ”We’re coming up on Dxun; entering atmosphere in…less than two minutes.” Clicking off the com again, she settled back and strapped herself into the harness, the brush of 13’s tail behind her head as it curled around the base of the head rest to help keep her in place making the woman smile and chuckle to herself quietly. One final scan over the controls before her, followed by a last look at the curve of rich, verdant, greens that filled the viewport, and she dipped the light freighter into the atmosphere of Onderon’s moon. Quick eyes flickered between the readouts and the viewport, one hand moving to adjust the deceleration equalizer slightly, allowing her to better feel the ship’s entry and motion through the thick feeling and muggy atmosphere of the jungle moon.
Breaking through the cloud cover they had come up on, the vast green of the jungle spread out below them for miles in all directions in a sea of leaves and plants. Rising up from it, or spiraling around in the sky were the vast forms of skreevs and drexls, or the smaller ‘clouds’ of birds rising up into the sky after being startled by the predators on the ground. It was…a surprising cacophony of life for the woman’s sharpening senses to come up against, even so far up in the sky as they still were. While Aunna couldn’t say she’d been to Dxun, or ever had much reason to research it, she had done so before they came (at least in part) and the information she’d gleaned had been…interesting. ”Are you certain this is a good idea, coming here with what is essentially a very large python and…well…Vex? Or coming here at all? While I agree that this is one of the few places the Republic is bound to search for you, there are quite a number of other things that would like to eat you on this moon, should you happen across them.”
Aunna simply snickered slightly at that. At least the little droid hadn’t decided to give her the odds of survival this time around. ”It isn’t Vex I'm worried about, you know that…and you’re not so ignorant as to not know why, either. Ss’ss’th…while he’s a slight concern, he did save my life, and for some reason I just…I don’t believe he’d intentionally harm me. The beasties here though…I’ll admit, they’re a concern, but that might be a bonus in the long run. I don’t know yet.”
”I hope you’re correct in that thinking, Aunna…” 13 still had her doubts, honestly, about the snake, and certainly about Vex, but there was little she could do at the moment to dissuade her partner. Besides, through all the different stories and the emotions attached to them, it was difficult to discern just what the dark jedi was about…yet. Cautious of him as she was, 13 disliked making uninformed or biased decisions…she would just have to watch and learn before she could honestly say the dark jedi was (to put things simply) ‘good’, ‘bad’, or something in between. With those holographic wings a pensive shade of brown around the typically tan centers, she clung to the back of the seat a bit harder as the Consul finally slowed and stopped it’s forward motion to settle down in a small, bare bit of ground. Gazing out the viewport, she was relatively glad that it wasn’t raining…at the moment…but from the very nature of the moon, she doubted she would be so lucky for much longer.
Uncurling herself from the seat, she hopped to the other one and perched herself on the head rest, gazing out into the corridor, watching for the arrival of the man they’d just been talking about. No doubt he’d be here sooner rather than later, anyway. Aunna, on the other hand, was busy shutting the systems down. While she was swiftly learning to discern Vex’s presence from that of Ss’ss’th (now that she had someone else to match against), there was an odd feeling of him always being present now. That, however, wasn’t the strangest part…no, the strangest part was that the sensation would increase as he neared, and decrease as he left but it never fully vanished. It hadn’t occurred to her yet that the source of this feeling might be the gift he’d given her, which now hung at her side, and the crystal within it.
Still damp hair clung about her shoulders, neck and face, dripping with water every now and again as she shifted in the pilot’s seat to adjust the settings of the Consul to prepare for atmosphere entry and landing. Of course, she’d dried it with a towel for the most part after the shower, but that didn’t keep the excess water from collecting at the tips of those thick auburn waves, almost causing the shortened hair to curl in places…almost. Clinging to the back of her seat was the little droid who, while not quite as affable as Ayer, she was beginning to consider a partner, of sorts. ”In fact,” Aunna thought to herself as she gazed out silently at the emerald jewel that was Dxun, ”I should find a name for her…calling her 13 all the time just doesn’t settle right with me. Maybe Eressea? For some reason that seems fitting.”
Reaching up, she keyed the ship’s internal com so she could inform their impromptu visitor, Ss’ss’th as she’d learned his name to be, of their entry into Dxun’s atmosphere. ”We’re coming up on Dxun; entering atmosphere in…less than two minutes.” Clicking off the com again, she settled back and strapped herself into the harness, the brush of 13’s tail behind her head as it curled around the base of the head rest to help keep her in place making the woman smile and chuckle to herself quietly. One final scan over the controls before her, followed by a last look at the curve of rich, verdant, greens that filled the viewport, and she dipped the light freighter into the atmosphere of Onderon’s moon. Quick eyes flickered between the readouts and the viewport, one hand moving to adjust the deceleration equalizer slightly, allowing her to better feel the ship’s entry and motion through the thick feeling and muggy atmosphere of the jungle moon.
Breaking through the cloud cover they had come up on, the vast green of the jungle spread out below them for miles in all directions in a sea of leaves and plants. Rising up from it, or spiraling around in the sky were the vast forms of skreevs and drexls, or the smaller ‘clouds’ of birds rising up into the sky after being startled by the predators on the ground. It was…a surprising cacophony of life for the woman’s sharpening senses to come up against, even so far up in the sky as they still were. While Aunna couldn’t say she’d been to Dxun, or ever had much reason to research it, she had done so before they came (at least in part) and the information she’d gleaned had been…interesting. ”Are you certain this is a good idea, coming here with what is essentially a very large python and…well…Vex? Or coming here at all? While I agree that this is one of the few places the Republic is bound to search for you, there are quite a number of other things that would like to eat you on this moon, should you happen across them.”
Aunna simply snickered slightly at that. At least the little droid hadn’t decided to give her the odds of survival this time around. ”It isn’t Vex I'm worried about, you know that…and you’re not so ignorant as to not know why, either. Ss’ss’th…while he’s a slight concern, he did save my life, and for some reason I just…I don’t believe he’d intentionally harm me. The beasties here though…I’ll admit, they’re a concern, but that might be a bonus in the long run. I don’t know yet.”
”I hope you’re correct in that thinking, Aunna…” 13 still had her doubts, honestly, about the snake, and certainly about Vex, but there was little she could do at the moment to dissuade her partner. Besides, through all the different stories and the emotions attached to them, it was difficult to discern just what the dark jedi was about…yet. Cautious of him as she was, 13 disliked making uninformed or biased decisions…she would just have to watch and learn before she could honestly say the dark jedi was (to put things simply) ‘good’, ‘bad’, or something in between. With those holographic wings a pensive shade of brown around the typically tan centers, she clung to the back of the seat a bit harder as the Consul finally slowed and stopped it’s forward motion to settle down in a small, bare bit of ground. Gazing out the viewport, she was relatively glad that it wasn’t raining…at the moment…but from the very nature of the moon, she doubted she would be so lucky for much longer.
Uncurling herself from the seat, she hopped to the other one and perched herself on the head rest, gazing out into the corridor, watching for the arrival of the man they’d just been talking about. No doubt he’d be here sooner rather than later, anyway. Aunna, on the other hand, was busy shutting the systems down. While she was swiftly learning to discern Vex’s presence from that of Ss’ss’th (now that she had someone else to match against), there was an odd feeling of him always being present now. That, however, wasn’t the strangest part…no, the strangest part was that the sensation would increase as he neared, and decrease as he left but it never fully vanished. It hadn’t occurred to her yet that the source of this feeling might be the gift he’d given her, which now hung at her side, and the crystal within it.