Setzi Lunelle
Searching for Eleos's Altar
OOC: Timeline takes place prior to Ziost
Lianna City, Lianna
Setzi walked out of the final location that she had been scouting for the new Silver Jedi Agricultural Corps Headquarters. She had visited no less than ten office buildings today all across Lianna City, and while they weren’t quite as ramshackle as the offices she had toured on nearby Lola Sayu, they were too small to hold productive meetings or collect and ship the supplies she would need to be transporting around the galaxy. The main branch of the Jedi AgriCorps was donating her an office – and possibly a research facility if the space allowed - so the padawan really couldn’t afford to be picky, but while Lola Sayu’s choices were better, that planet’s proximity was not ideal because of the rumors of Darkside religious zealots knocking at neighboring Ziost’s door.
She had booked passage to Rudrig next. A safe and quiet planet with no weapons allowed, she felt that the AgriCorps headquarters would thrive there. She could recruit padawans and other volunteers from the nearby University of Rudrig. The planet was also lush and fertile and would be a great place for to conduct research on sustainable farming methods and healthier food production. But after turning the corner to the small hangar where her shuttle was to depart, she was dismayed to see her ride to Rudrig taking off without her.
“Wait!” she shouted, running after it. “I was supposed to be on that ship!” But in a cloud of vapor, it was gone. She checked her chrono and realized that it was off by five minutes and the next shuttle wasn’t for another two hours.
She sighed and rested her tired feet on a bench in the hangar. Exhausted and demoralized, Setzi sat in a funk for awhile until she remembered that AgriCorps had offered her the use of a freighter for her new branch and even personal missions if they would further the cause. The trouble was, she didn’t know how to pilot a freighter, even a dummy-proof one. Setzi had been on land and on sea for most of her life. Her only space experience was with Kaia Starchaser, and that had been a spacewalk, not a space drive.
This endeavor would be so much easier if I could pilot, Setzi thought. In recollecting her padawan friend, Kaia, her mental wheels began to turn, and she no longer felt so pessimistic. She sent a message off via her datapad:
To: [member="Coren Starchaser"]
From: Setzi Lunelle
I hope you are doing well. Remember me from the Frontier Corps dive on Arda? I certainly remember you, Cap-Coren. I was wondering if you knew of a pilot who was giving lessons in the Tion Hegemony region? I need some quick lessons in order to pilot an AgriCorps freighter, and since the Silver Jedi Order is under threat from that strange fanatical order headquartered in Bastion, I wouldn’t mind learning how to pilot a fighter either.
Please let me know.
Hopefully he would recommend a patient teacher as Setzi felt like her first lesson would be her asking a million times, What does this button do? She also knew that Coren was a pilot… perhaps he wasn’t that busy with FrontierCorps to teach her himself?
Lianna City, Lianna
Setzi walked out of the final location that she had been scouting for the new Silver Jedi Agricultural Corps Headquarters. She had visited no less than ten office buildings today all across Lianna City, and while they weren’t quite as ramshackle as the offices she had toured on nearby Lola Sayu, they were too small to hold productive meetings or collect and ship the supplies she would need to be transporting around the galaxy. The main branch of the Jedi AgriCorps was donating her an office – and possibly a research facility if the space allowed - so the padawan really couldn’t afford to be picky, but while Lola Sayu’s choices were better, that planet’s proximity was not ideal because of the rumors of Darkside religious zealots knocking at neighboring Ziost’s door.
She had booked passage to Rudrig next. A safe and quiet planet with no weapons allowed, she felt that the AgriCorps headquarters would thrive there. She could recruit padawans and other volunteers from the nearby University of Rudrig. The planet was also lush and fertile and would be a great place for to conduct research on sustainable farming methods and healthier food production. But after turning the corner to the small hangar where her shuttle was to depart, she was dismayed to see her ride to Rudrig taking off without her.
“Wait!” she shouted, running after it. “I was supposed to be on that ship!” But in a cloud of vapor, it was gone. She checked her chrono and realized that it was off by five minutes and the next shuttle wasn’t for another two hours.
She sighed and rested her tired feet on a bench in the hangar. Exhausted and demoralized, Setzi sat in a funk for awhile until she remembered that AgriCorps had offered her the use of a freighter for her new branch and even personal missions if they would further the cause. The trouble was, she didn’t know how to pilot a freighter, even a dummy-proof one. Setzi had been on land and on sea for most of her life. Her only space experience was with Kaia Starchaser, and that had been a spacewalk, not a space drive.
This endeavor would be so much easier if I could pilot, Setzi thought. In recollecting her padawan friend, Kaia, her mental wheels began to turn, and she no longer felt so pessimistic. She sent a message off via her datapad:
To: [member="Coren Starchaser"]
From: Setzi Lunelle
I hope you are doing well. Remember me from the Frontier Corps dive on Arda? I certainly remember you, Cap-Coren. I was wondering if you knew of a pilot who was giving lessons in the Tion Hegemony region? I need some quick lessons in order to pilot an AgriCorps freighter, and since the Silver Jedi Order is under threat from that strange fanatical order headquartered in Bastion, I wouldn’t mind learning how to pilot a fighter either.
Please let me know.
Hopefully he would recommend a patient teacher as Setzi felt like her first lesson would be her asking a million times, What does this button do? She also knew that Coren was a pilot… perhaps he wasn’t that busy with FrontierCorps to teach her himself?