Michael's eyes snapped open. He could feel as if a day's worth of pain rushed at him as soon as he regained conciousness. He slowly reached for the navigational console and held onto it as he pulled himself up. Michael threw himself into the pilot's seat, wincing as he did so. He looked around his ship with a grimace. It looked like Silent Pheonix took one hell of a beating and survived it like a champ. What was he running from? Michael couldn't remember. His memory was foggy in that area. He didn't want to know how much he hurt his head if that happened. He winced again when he shifted in the chair. Michael put a hand on his side and almost yelped. Damn. It was his blaster side. He must have landed on it when he fell. Michael hissed as a wave of headaches pounded in his skull. He put a gloved hand to his forehead to try and alleviate the pain. Once they passed, Michael pulled his hand back...and let out a soft gasp when he saw blood. Something must have struck his head hard enough to break some skin.
Michael looked out the cockpit and was surprised to see the swirling, white-blue corona of hyperspace. He must have had some time to set some coordinates before getting knocked out. What was he running from again anyway? Michael groaned when the memories came flooding back into his mind. That's right. He was fleeing from the Empire when they caught wind of the illegal goods he was smuggling. They didn't like that, so they sent TIEs to run him down and apprehend him. Michael had panicked and dumped the goods to cover him as he gunned the engines. The TIEs scored a few hits in order to disable him and his ship took some damage. Michael plugged in the coordinates to Lothal and when he had enough time, activated his hyperdrive. The TIEs chasing him shot the engines which caused the Pheonix to take a tumble before it vanished into the stars. What he didn't know, was that the coordinates were altered and that he was going to a completely different planet. And a different period of time.
The crimson haired boy leaned back in the seat and closed his eyes. As he did so, his hand closed around the crystal that his mother gave him and prayed to the Force. Everything was going to be alright. He was going to get to Lothal, resupply, and find a safe place to get some rest. He had enough excitement and wanted some peace and quiet. The navi computer let out a noise to inform Michael that he was exiting hyperspace soon. He opened his eyes as the blue-white corona flashed back into normal space. The boy's eyes widened in shock. This wasn't Lothal. It was Geonosis. The last place he wanted to be.
Michael looked out the cockpit and was surprised to see the swirling, white-blue corona of hyperspace. He must have had some time to set some coordinates before getting knocked out. What was he running from again anyway? Michael groaned when the memories came flooding back into his mind. That's right. He was fleeing from the Empire when they caught wind of the illegal goods he was smuggling. They didn't like that, so they sent TIEs to run him down and apprehend him. Michael had panicked and dumped the goods to cover him as he gunned the engines. The TIEs scored a few hits in order to disable him and his ship took some damage. Michael plugged in the coordinates to Lothal and when he had enough time, activated his hyperdrive. The TIEs chasing him shot the engines which caused the Pheonix to take a tumble before it vanished into the stars. What he didn't know, was that the coordinates were altered and that he was going to a completely different planet. And a different period of time.
The crimson haired boy leaned back in the seat and closed his eyes. As he did so, his hand closed around the crystal that his mother gave him and prayed to the Force. Everything was going to be alright. He was going to get to Lothal, resupply, and find a safe place to get some rest. He had enough excitement and wanted some peace and quiet. The navi computer let out a noise to inform Michael that he was exiting hyperspace soon. He opened his eyes as the blue-white corona flashed back into normal space. The boy's eyes widened in shock. This wasn't Lothal. It was Geonosis. The last place he wanted to be.