First Reply Pulled Over

[Teph Ganto]

Space, on the perimeter of High Republic territory
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Out in the void, away from any inhabited worlds, a lone Naboo starfighter sat dormant. Inside the cockpit was a pilot capable of napping through the loud thrashing music that pumped through the speakers, but when a lone ping of her radar pierced past the din, she flung awake.

Another ship had just exited hyperspace nearby. Teph's computer beeped again, letting her know it was time to get back to work. The Nautolan grumbled, but hailed the ship with a radio signal, "High Republic Sector Patrol," She confirmed her identity once comms connected, her feet still up on the console as she recited her orders, "You've been selected for a random inspection. Please prepare to be boarded." The boredom in her voice was unmistakable. Teph had a few too many reckless missions, and this was her punishment. Ranger duty.

She sat up and flared her engines, preparing to dock with the other vessel.

Spoiler: OOC

You're about to be boarded for inspection. Please comply. Or don't, I'm not your mom.

 

[Priesse Namada]

The craft that entered visual range was not one that was capable of being boarded in the traditional sense. Rather, it was another snub-fighter, and a particularly tiny one, at that. A TIE Sprite came into view, allowing itself to be pulled over by the N-1. By appearance, it resembled a miniaturized version of a TIE/ln, albeit with four additional struts connecting the eyeball-like cockpit to the solar panel collector wings.

Inside her cockpit, Priesse studied the N-1 with a wide, curious stare.

This was certainly an interesting shakeup in what might have been an otherwise boring patrol!

“Is that an ancient model N-1 from before the Clone Wars?” Priesse transmitted over comms, her tone rising with equal parts fascination and surprise. “Or is it a modernized version?”

The Seseli tilted her head then, a slight smile drawing up her lips. “You haven’t happened to hear about the N-1 Racing League, by any chance?”