Andanian Ategann
Rugged Imperial Deserter
Really, whose bright idea was it to build a headquarters on this level of hell?
The same question Andanian asked himself every time he landed on Sullust and opened a window. Really, how beautiful could this landscape be? The weather is dry, hot, and utterly dreadful. The air is smoggy and full of ash, almost toxic to his human lungs. A bandana around his mouth and goggles over his eyes was never enough.
Andanian had just finished his smuggling run to Bestine, and was about to go pay a visit to his employer to get the cargo for his last run. However, after flying through some space debris on the way there, his starship had some smudges that needed to be buffed out. After touching down in the hangar of the Sullust GAHQ, Andanian began climbing on top of his starship with a toolbox. He started walking around on the top, searching for dents, smudges, and burns that may have gotten past his shield.
[member="Sylvia Nuru"]
The same question Andanian asked himself every time he landed on Sullust and opened a window. Really, how beautiful could this landscape be? The weather is dry, hot, and utterly dreadful. The air is smoggy and full of ash, almost toxic to his human lungs. A bandana around his mouth and goggles over his eyes was never enough.
Andanian had just finished his smuggling run to Bestine, and was about to go pay a visit to his employer to get the cargo for his last run. However, after flying through some space debris on the way there, his starship had some smudges that needed to be buffed out. After touching down in the hangar of the Sullust GAHQ, Andanian began climbing on top of his starship with a toolbox. He started walking around on the top, searching for dents, smudges, and burns that may have gotten past his shield.
[member="Sylvia Nuru"]