| SSCS ATTICHITCUK
| Frontier-class corvette
Space. The final frontier.
These were the voyages of the most bored crew this side of The Slice. Their mission, to patrol the space between Vaynai and Lola Sayu in case the malevolent forces of the Primeval Golden Banner wanted to start some ol' gangsta chit like on Ziost. A fast attack, exploration vessel, the Frontier-class corvette was intended to be the Coalition's eyes and ears, maintaining constant vigilance on the borders of the Sanctum in order to sound the alarm in case the fethers clutching their reverie chains wanted to make a run into Silver space much as they had with the Mandalorians at Wayland.
Even with as serious as that assignment was, it didn't make the actual patrol any more invigorating. Thirty-six hours out of Vaynai and thus far the intrepid crew of the SSCS Attichitcuk had cataloged twenty-seven particles of space dust per cubic meter and one class-3 comet.
Exciting wasn't quite a strong enough word to describe the activity thus far.
Capable of operating for more than a hundred hours between recharge cycles, the surgical droid had occupied his uninterrupted shift on the bridge of the military corvette by catching up on medical journals. Kamioan Geneticist Today illuminated a datapad in the droid's hand, his normal reading pace slowed as the human replica droid disguised as a youngling interfaced remotely with the ship's computer in order to research the underlying studies and methods cited or implied by the articles research.
On board was a young Jedi named Viona Thorleif, an emissary of a world located in the Mandragor System. Her presence among them an offer of friendship by the ruling empress of the planet Effekt. That such a champion would have chosen to volunteer for assignment with the Antarian Rangers was something of a surprise.
But, some surprises were welcome ones. And so the Rangers had sized this emissary up for a set of Sasori Ranger armor, which more or less passed as a uniform for them, and had set out for what would be the padawan's first patrol.
No doubt it was thrilling.
Even still, with the downtime, the droid was looking forward to learning more about his companion. With that kind of introduction, being the representative of an Outer Rim Empire, there was an aura of mystery surrounding this one.
| Frontier-class corvette
Space. The final frontier.
These were the voyages of the most bored crew this side of The Slice. Their mission, to patrol the space between Vaynai and Lola Sayu in case the malevolent forces of the Primeval Golden Banner wanted to start some ol' gangsta chit like on Ziost. A fast attack, exploration vessel, the Frontier-class corvette was intended to be the Coalition's eyes and ears, maintaining constant vigilance on the borders of the Sanctum in order to sound the alarm in case the fethers clutching their reverie chains wanted to make a run into Silver space much as they had with the Mandalorians at Wayland.
Even with as serious as that assignment was, it didn't make the actual patrol any more invigorating. Thirty-six hours out of Vaynai and thus far the intrepid crew of the SSCS Attichitcuk had cataloged twenty-seven particles of space dust per cubic meter and one class-3 comet.
Exciting wasn't quite a strong enough word to describe the activity thus far.
Capable of operating for more than a hundred hours between recharge cycles, the surgical droid had occupied his uninterrupted shift on the bridge of the military corvette by catching up on medical journals. Kamioan Geneticist Today illuminated a datapad in the droid's hand, his normal reading pace slowed as the human replica droid disguised as a youngling interfaced remotely with the ship's computer in order to research the underlying studies and methods cited or implied by the articles research.
On board was a young Jedi named Viona Thorleif, an emissary of a world located in the Mandragor System. Her presence among them an offer of friendship by the ruling empress of the planet Effekt. That such a champion would have chosen to volunteer for assignment with the Antarian Rangers was something of a surprise.
But, some surprises were welcome ones. And so the Rangers had sized this emissary up for a set of Sasori Ranger armor, which more or less passed as a uniform for them, and had set out for what would be the padawan's first patrol.
No doubt it was thrilling.
Even still, with the downtime, the droid was looking forward to learning more about his companion. With that kind of introduction, being the representative of an Outer Rim Empire, there was an aura of mystery surrounding this one.
[member="Viona Thorleif"] | [member="Willa Isard"]
