Post by /-Amy-\-Foxie Lady-/ on Dec 7, 2010 15:07:41 GMT -5
Kiala makes sits at the console of her badly damaged ship awaiting permission to land on Coruscant. After a month on Dxun she the ship was finaly abble to fly but it was a far cry from being perfect. She listed to port, was only about half as fast as she used to be, and her hyperdrives light speed was only a third of its former self. She simply couldnt get the parts she needed on Dxun and was forced to make a journey to the core worlds. It was this or Nar Shadaa and she hated dealing with the Hutts more than just about anything.
Landing in her usual garage Kiala starts looking for a mechanic. She asks, Earl, the owner and with a slight smirk he directs her to a mechanic near the temple. Kiala nods her thanks and calls ahead. She speaks to an old sounding man who says they have room for a ship of her size and that he has a skilled mechanic. KIala fires the Sparrow back up and flies her with great care to this garage and gently guides her ship into the docking bay. As soon as she has the ship powerd down Kiala puts on her gun belt and jacket and heads for the ramp.
Sparrow is not as she once was. She has been patched in several places and it was obvious to look at her that she hands made it out of the blockade unscathed. Kiala has changed as well. Before she wore nothing but black leather, but now she is dressed more like a spacer and less like a mercinary assassin. She instead wore black slacks, a green top and a black and green jacket. Her dark hair is longer and has been allowed to grow and her step isnt as catious as it once had been.
She is however still armed, this is something that will never change. Kiala smiles as a black raven lands on her shoulder and she reaches up to scratch her under her beak. "Yes Prudii, I know." Was all the tall tan skinned woman said as she looked around the hanger...
Landing in her usual garage Kiala starts looking for a mechanic. She asks, Earl, the owner and with a slight smirk he directs her to a mechanic near the temple. Kiala nods her thanks and calls ahead. She speaks to an old sounding man who says they have room for a ship of her size and that he has a skilled mechanic. KIala fires the Sparrow back up and flies her with great care to this garage and gently guides her ship into the docking bay. As soon as she has the ship powerd down Kiala puts on her gun belt and jacket and heads for the ramp.
Sparrow is not as she once was. She has been patched in several places and it was obvious to look at her that she hands made it out of the blockade unscathed. Kiala has changed as well. Before she wore nothing but black leather, but now she is dressed more like a spacer and less like a mercinary assassin. She instead wore black slacks, a green top and a black and green jacket. Her dark hair is longer and has been allowed to grow and her step isnt as catious as it once had been.
She is however still armed, this is something that will never change. Kiala smiles as a black raven lands on her shoulder and she reaches up to scratch her under her beak. "Yes Prudii, I know." Was all the tall tan skinned woman said as she looked around the hanger...