Conceited
| [member="Romeo Sin"] |
It had been sixteen hours since Darth Ayra's encounter with [member="Rave Merrill"]'s Scion-class Stealth Corvette. The Sith Lord had retreated back to the Niathal, by using the force to barrier the rupture in the chute that had connected her transport to the Scion. After retreating, she had taken out the piece of frag metal left over from the GT-F0 and healed her leg, before resting.
Now it was time to go back to work. The Lenoi I datapad that Romeo Sin had used in the Scion's bridge had garnered some information. Nothing much concrete, but enough to track the ship down. After all, Ayra now had access to the frequencies it used, albeit them coming in at random intervals. Enough to gain a guess of where it would be.
Before she entered hyperspace, Ayra sent a transmission to @Engima. "Hello Master, it is me. I am tracking down a ship of unknown classification to me, but I was recently on it and encountered several traps. What has drawn me back to it is the discover I made on board. I wish to find out the owner of this ship and discover the others who had boarded it as well. Join me if you wish."
Four hours later
The Niathal dropped out of hyperspace in the void. No planet. No star. Complete darkness. A suitable setting for an extremely dark ship. The Sith Abattar was resting in her wardrobe, in the converted cargo bay that was changed into her bedroom. Her eyes turned to the dashboard where she began scanning for the ship.
It had been sixteen hours since Darth Ayra's encounter with [member="Rave Merrill"]'s Scion-class Stealth Corvette. The Sith Lord had retreated back to the Niathal, by using the force to barrier the rupture in the chute that had connected her transport to the Scion. After retreating, she had taken out the piece of frag metal left over from the GT-F0 and healed her leg, before resting.
Now it was time to go back to work. The Lenoi I datapad that Romeo Sin had used in the Scion's bridge had garnered some information. Nothing much concrete, but enough to track the ship down. After all, Ayra now had access to the frequencies it used, albeit them coming in at random intervals. Enough to gain a guess of where it would be.
Before she entered hyperspace, Ayra sent a transmission to @Engima. "Hello Master, it is me. I am tracking down a ship of unknown classification to me, but I was recently on it and encountered several traps. What has drawn me back to it is the discover I made on board. I wish to find out the owner of this ship and discover the others who had boarded it as well. Join me if you wish."
Four hours later
The Niathal dropped out of hyperspace in the void. No planet. No star. Complete darkness. A suitable setting for an extremely dark ship. The Sith Abattar was resting in her wardrobe, in the converted cargo bay that was changed into her bedroom. Her eyes turned to the dashboard where she began scanning for the ship.