Heir to the Empire
NEW CARANNIA - NIRAUAN // HAND OF THRAWN
Vibes
The war for Generis was still ongoing by the time the NIV Myrmidon had reentered the Province of Nirauan, depositing the Warlord back onto his world along with his new guest. A shuttle brought them down to the surface, touching upon Luc's private landing pad on the top of the Hand of Thrawn.
It was connected to a decently-sized recreational area, with the location serving as one of the few places one could visit to get away from the chaos ongoing inside. Normally there'd be a handful of people there at all times, but access to the area had been limited in advance of the Warlord's imminent arrival.
The shuttle doors opened, and with it the reason for those new measures would be revealed.
Luc stepped out of the shuttle first, the girl's lightsaber having been confiscated long before their arrival. A pair of Stormtroopers escorted the Sith out of the shuttle, stopping her a few feet in front of the exiled Prince and removing a set of restraints from her wrists. He dismissed the stormtroopers with a nod, unclipping her lightsaber from his belt and toying with it in his hands.
He tossed the Sith's weapon in the air, catching it whilst occasionally spinning it around his hand. "Welcome to Nirauan." Luc smiled, not quite expecting the same energy in return. His eyes trailed across the skyline, satisfied by the sights of the bustling metropolis that surrounded the fortress at the heart of the capitol city.
"I hope you've calmed down a bit. It's a long way from Dromund Kaas."