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Post by Cassy on Jan 4, 2019 19:56:29 GMT -5
Cassandra could literally see out across the entire moon of Nar Shaddaa, it glistened below in a similar fashion to the way Coruscant used too. Her soft features, and clothing somewhat dark; still dressed in bounty hunter fashion, scarf and all with her lightsaber in it's strap on her leg. Her light green colored eyes looked beyond it and too the gigantic in comparison; planet of Nal Hutta.
Her eyes would then wander to the several Achilles class Hutt ships, all badly damaged as if they'd been through hell. She replayed all the images in her mind of the glowing...fungal like plants that seemed to move...think...feel on their own. Pursing her lips together, she would reach out through the force as she stood on the bridge of the last remaining Basilisk class in the hutt fleet.
"This is what I get for taking a carbonite nap for 7 years....." she said to herself as she shook her head. The people on the bridge didn't pay her any mind, as people came up and down from both Nar Shaddaa and Nal Hutta itself. Many knew of her fame as a cartel bounty hunter, but a few whispers about her abilities in the force echoed throughout their minds. None were sure though, and for this she was grateful.
Only the Hutt Council should know of her true origins as an ex-jedi. Among the varied species of people assessing damage and running schematics and calculations throughout the ship, was her HK-droid. With two loud 'thuds' his feet landed next to her with two steps as he spoke.
"A lot has happened while you were sleeping master, the Jedi and Sith have stopped their war. There is a new mandalore...and...these Acheri beings....quite troublesome." he said, aloud through his comms systems. "However there is some good news....the Century Eagle is up and running, according to our Hutt sponsors." Cassandra brightened up a little at the thought of her ship being ready to go. Her good old Freighter, the gunboat of dreams. She wondered if all her belongings and personal items were still there. Since leaving the order, she'd wanted to return to Tatooine and get a family photo. Minus one..her father had died when she was a child, before the Jedi Order had even found her. But she still had yet to return. The twins..her brothers, she wondered if they were alright...her mother. She shook her head. Having been in carbonite this whole time, a sense of guilt overwhelmed her. She wasn't there. At all. For anyone, or anything. Not even Lucky. Who'd never stopped trying to recover her from the wreckage of that Mandolorian cruiser. Still, the thought of her ship seemed to calm her down.
"It's down in Hangar Bay C, what's left of it anyways...." the HK droid would quip as Cassandra let out a sigh.
"I can feel their hopelessness and confusion Lucky...all of them." she said as she looked around, without looking at her droid itself. She spoke in a hushed tone. "None of them know what to do about this threat.....these beings." she looked back out of the bridges viewport as several ships approached and left the battlecruisers view, traveling to and fro. "These Acheri, they must be contained somehow so we can know what they are....they need to be studied. Or eradicated." she shook her head, wondering how bad the plague had gotten. How far it had spread.
Her eyes would then wander to the several Achilles class Hutt ships, all badly damaged as if they'd been through hell. She replayed all the images in her mind of the glowing...fungal like plants that seemed to move...think...feel on their own. Pursing her lips together, she would reach out through the force as she stood on the bridge of the last remaining Basilisk class in the hutt fleet.
"This is what I get for taking a carbonite nap for 7 years....." she said to herself as she shook her head. The people on the bridge didn't pay her any mind, as people came up and down from both Nar Shaddaa and Nal Hutta itself. Many knew of her fame as a cartel bounty hunter, but a few whispers about her abilities in the force echoed throughout their minds. None were sure though, and for this she was grateful.
Only the Hutt Council should know of her true origins as an ex-jedi. Among the varied species of people assessing damage and running schematics and calculations throughout the ship, was her HK-droid. With two loud 'thuds' his feet landed next to her with two steps as he spoke.
"A lot has happened while you were sleeping master, the Jedi and Sith have stopped their war. There is a new mandalore...and...these Acheri beings....quite troublesome." he said, aloud through his comms systems. "However there is some good news....the Century Eagle is up and running, according to our Hutt sponsors." Cassandra brightened up a little at the thought of her ship being ready to go. Her good old Freighter, the gunboat of dreams. She wondered if all her belongings and personal items were still there. Since leaving the order, she'd wanted to return to Tatooine and get a family photo. Minus one..her father had died when she was a child, before the Jedi Order had even found her. But she still had yet to return. The twins..her brothers, she wondered if they were alright...her mother. She shook her head. Having been in carbonite this whole time, a sense of guilt overwhelmed her. She wasn't there. At all. For anyone, or anything. Not even Lucky. Who'd never stopped trying to recover her from the wreckage of that Mandolorian cruiser. Still, the thought of her ship seemed to calm her down.
"It's down in Hangar Bay C, what's left of it anyways...." the HK droid would quip as Cassandra let out a sigh.
"I can feel their hopelessness and confusion Lucky...all of them." she said as she looked around, without looking at her droid itself. She spoke in a hushed tone. "None of them know what to do about this threat.....these beings." she looked back out of the bridges viewport as several ships approached and left the battlecruisers view, traveling to and fro. "These Acheri, they must be contained somehow so we can know what they are....they need to be studied. Or eradicated." she shook her head, wondering how bad the plague had gotten. How far it had spread.