Break
System Reboot
Neutral space around Caeliar
Ship
Breaks loadout: plasma canon, caliburn, vibrokatana.
Navigation was tough in this section of space. Unpredictable to the point of lethality if one wasnt ever so careful. The Dark side of the force could permeate space but Break had never seen anything like this. Autopilot wasnt an option here so piloting the ship was its Captain Break. Which to his experience he thought he was a good pilot. Contrary to that belief having a droid brain that heavily relied on predicting outcomes makes one a bit shine a bit more than the average pilot, and that was of no use here. He had to fly based on experience and on sight which was particularly hard for him. White-knuckled on the controls he managed to navigate his way into the furthest reaches this part of the galaxy. If he could sweat he'd be drenched by this time but the droids unfeeling exterior made him look cool minded and calm.
He could feel the unease from down below as one of his...larger guests was not very happy with long trips. The ship lurched with her weight. Break had previously reinforced it with some extra dura but for this time would probably only be the first of many. Break had a small crew of 14 droids with him and a few freinds that wanted to join the fun, just enough to keep the dragon calm and run the ship.
Break navigated to a small patch of land. That had been made privy to him by a hefty amount of credits and a very drunk pirate.
"Prep Noc for takeoff and ready my weapons. We'll need to have all the firepower we can handle to take on our targets."
@Miss Blone & friends
Ship
Breaks loadout: plasma canon, caliburn, vibrokatana.
Navigation was tough in this section of space. Unpredictable to the point of lethality if one wasnt ever so careful. The Dark side of the force could permeate space but Break had never seen anything like this. Autopilot wasnt an option here so piloting the ship was its Captain Break. Which to his experience he thought he was a good pilot. Contrary to that belief having a droid brain that heavily relied on predicting outcomes makes one a bit shine a bit more than the average pilot, and that was of no use here. He had to fly based on experience and on sight which was particularly hard for him. White-knuckled on the controls he managed to navigate his way into the furthest reaches this part of the galaxy. If he could sweat he'd be drenched by this time but the droids unfeeling exterior made him look cool minded and calm.
He could feel the unease from down below as one of his...larger guests was not very happy with long trips. The ship lurched with her weight. Break had previously reinforced it with some extra dura but for this time would probably only be the first of many. Break had a small crew of 14 droids with him and a few freinds that wanted to join the fun, just enough to keep the dragon calm and run the ship.
Break navigated to a small patch of land. That had been made privy to him by a hefty amount of credits and a very drunk pirate.
"Prep Noc for takeoff and ready my weapons. We'll need to have all the firepower we can handle to take on our targets."
@Miss Blone & friends