The Liberty's Veil reverted into realspace above Tygara, its sleek angled nose turning towards Ashira's Light. Reversion alarms trilled through the ship, forcing Mia out of her sleep. She lay still for a long moment, assessing her surrounding, assuring herself she was safe before rolling from her bunk and dressing.
Heavy boots echoed off the corridor walls as she made her way to the ships epicenter where the controls lay. She flicked the auto-pilot off and bringing the ship out of stealth, taking the controls in hand and guiding the ship into the station. She'd contemplated sending a message ahead, pre-warn an old friend of her arrival, but contemplating it was as far as she had gotten.
The fall of the clans had taken longer to reach her then she had anticipated, she'd have come sooner if she could have. She might have even tried hard to reach out to Rel Connory, but he had slipped from the radar as deeply as she had. She hoped, in time, she'd make her presence known enough to draw him out. First, she needed somewhere to stay.
She locked down the Veil, checked the stations directory and caught a speeder over to Siobhan's homestead. Eyes constantly moving over others in the station, looking for familiar or unfamiliar faces that might be a threat. It didn't matter how unlikely it was, old habits died hard. And she was no longer looking after herself alone. She rang the buzzer, standing sidewards to the door, preventing any surprises that might come from behind.
[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]
Heavy boots echoed off the corridor walls as she made her way to the ships epicenter where the controls lay. She flicked the auto-pilot off and bringing the ship out of stealth, taking the controls in hand and guiding the ship into the station. She'd contemplated sending a message ahead, pre-warn an old friend of her arrival, but contemplating it was as far as she had gotten.
The fall of the clans had taken longer to reach her then she had anticipated, she'd have come sooner if she could have. She might have even tried hard to reach out to Rel Connory, but he had slipped from the radar as deeply as she had. She hoped, in time, she'd make her presence known enough to draw him out. First, she needed somewhere to stay.
She locked down the Veil, checked the stations directory and caught a speeder over to Siobhan's homestead. Eyes constantly moving over others in the station, looking for familiar or unfamiliar faces that might be a threat. It didn't matter how unlikely it was, old habits died hard. And she was no longer looking after herself alone. She rang the buzzer, standing sidewards to the door, preventing any surprises that might come from behind.
[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]