Rebellious Vanguard
Dressel. A planet that, luckily for them, had been pretty much untouched. Mostly because it sat out in the middle of space just beyond the Mara Corridor, but that worked to their advantage. It wasn't like they had highly advanced...well, anything. But for some reason, she'd been sent there. It was one of the only times where being the lone negotiator in an entire organization didn't work to her advantage. "This is so ridiculous. What's the pint in me even coming here? i swear, this is just busy work." She muttered to herself as she stared aimlessly at the roof of the shuttle. For the first time, she'd been assigned a shuttle to take her out to the planet for a meeting with Dressel's Governor. She'd even been given two armed escorts, not that she exactly asked for such a thing. In actuality, she hated it. But it wasn't like she was given much of a choice. For the first time in a long time, Ventasia would have to suck it up, and do her job. Correctly, that is.
"Ma'am. We're coming in to dock.", the pilot told her from the cockpit. A heavy sigh escaped her face as she rose to her feet, scouring through her bag that always had with her on any assignment. She'd pull both her blaster and her lightsaber from the bag, attaching the saber to her right hip, and holstering her blaster on the left. Just ship landed just as she finished grabbing her things, slinging the bag over her shoulders after closing it back. Ventasia made her way down the ramp, arms crossed as she simply eyed about, the two armed escorts following her and standing off to each side as ship but boots on ground. The place seemed....simple. It caused her to shake her head. While she probably shouldn't have, she was almost begging for something interesting to happen. She simply didn't want to be bored out of her mind while she was on-world.
@[member="Daxton Bane"]
"Ma'am. We're coming in to dock.", the pilot told her from the cockpit. A heavy sigh escaped her face as she rose to her feet, scouring through her bag that always had with her on any assignment. She'd pull both her blaster and her lightsaber from the bag, attaching the saber to her right hip, and holstering her blaster on the left. Just ship landed just as she finished grabbing her things, slinging the bag over her shoulders after closing it back. Ventasia made her way down the ramp, arms crossed as she simply eyed about, the two armed escorts following her and standing off to each side as ship but boots on ground. The place seemed....simple. It caused her to shake her head. While she probably shouldn't have, she was almost begging for something interesting to happen. She simply didn't want to be bored out of her mind while she was on-world.
@[member="Daxton Bane"]