Two-Bit Con Artist
Neri piloted the small freighter easily through Kashyyyk airspace. Easy because she was welcome. Or at least, wasn't unwelcome. For now at least, the ex-GA soldier was invited and that was all that mattered. She was in a different line of work these days, but the contacts she'd made in the days of the Alliance were perfectly serviceable and she'd managed to convince someone in their agricorps to buy some promising seeds and samples she'd collected. Things with value as foodstuffs and medicine mostly. She'd spent a lot of time lately on several arid worlds, surveying, and had a round dozen options that would be useful in places more conventional crops struggled to grow. If anyone could find a use for that, and had the infrastructure and cashy-monies to make it happen, it was the Silver Jedi.
Well, okay, there WERE other people who could, but right now she was starting with former allies. She'd work up the contacts elsewhere as she went.
The freighter, kind of a clunker if she was being honest, coasted into the hangar she had been directed to. A few minutes later, the woman was ducking out and looking around. A pair of heavy canisters were slung casually over one shoulder. After a brief discussion with landing personnel, she set off in the general direction indicated.
Flipping open her comm, she keyed in a number as she walked.
Dark eyes coasted, scanning- more out of barely considered habit than any real need- as she waited for the line on the other side to pick up.
"Hey, Ichy, I'm here. Where am I going? This place is a maze. Mhm. Uhhhhh I'm by the east hangars the sign says. Yeah I just passed it. Okay. Mhm. Right. No, I know you said left, I was confirming. Yes, left, right? No, just a left. Okay. I'll call you if I get lost. Nah don't apologize, I'm a day early, can't be helped. I'll catch you when you get back, I'm not leaving for a couple of days."
Retired Colonel Ichian had headed to Silver Jedi space after the collapse of the Alliance. The Ithorian had been an anomaly then, but now? Returned to roots she guessed. She knew the plan had always been to head back to Ithor eventually, but with it under the control of the Mandalorians, she didn't blame him for sitting tight here with the Silvers. Besides, he was doing good here and he knew it. Ichy himself wasn't actually on site, halfway around the world, evaluating some invasive species with a wookiee delegation. Not his fault she was here early. So instead she was meeting one of the folks he worked with. A Mister [member="Delaney Wilder"].
A few minutes later found her outside of a door. Pretty sure it was where she needed to be. She pushed the button, and waited for someone to answer.
Well, okay, there WERE other people who could, but right now she was starting with former allies. She'd work up the contacts elsewhere as she went.
The freighter, kind of a clunker if she was being honest, coasted into the hangar she had been directed to. A few minutes later, the woman was ducking out and looking around. A pair of heavy canisters were slung casually over one shoulder. After a brief discussion with landing personnel, she set off in the general direction indicated.
Flipping open her comm, she keyed in a number as she walked.
Dark eyes coasted, scanning- more out of barely considered habit than any real need- as she waited for the line on the other side to pick up.
"Hey, Ichy, I'm here. Where am I going? This place is a maze. Mhm. Uhhhhh I'm by the east hangars the sign says. Yeah I just passed it. Okay. Mhm. Right. No, I know you said left, I was confirming. Yes, left, right? No, just a left. Okay. I'll call you if I get lost. Nah don't apologize, I'm a day early, can't be helped. I'll catch you when you get back, I'm not leaving for a couple of days."
Retired Colonel Ichian had headed to Silver Jedi space after the collapse of the Alliance. The Ithorian had been an anomaly then, but now? Returned to roots she guessed. She knew the plan had always been to head back to Ithor eventually, but with it under the control of the Mandalorians, she didn't blame him for sitting tight here with the Silvers. Besides, he was doing good here and he knew it. Ichy himself wasn't actually on site, halfway around the world, evaluating some invasive species with a wookiee delegation. Not his fault she was here early. So instead she was meeting one of the folks he worked with. A Mister [member="Delaney Wilder"].
A few minutes later found her outside of a door. Pretty sure it was where she needed to be. She pushed the button, and waited for someone to answer.