Private Repo

[Arris Windrun]

"Then be careful with it." She said. "Hell, keep it, I'm not interested in anything so fickle."

Arris walked to the end of the alley and peeked around the corner, glancing one way then the next, before looking back at Naniti.

"We're clear for now. I say we make a break for the ship and jump back to Desevro."

There wasn't any need for them to linger. For now, the acolyte had proven herself, and more than that, Bonadan wasn't a great place to lie low; too much security and paranoia for that. The cyborg left the alley and moved down the street, through the crowd. Together, they would navigate the side streets and alleys, avoiding trouble with security forces, and eventually arriving at the spaceport.

Once they reached their docking bay, Arris gave the Togruta a pat on the shoulder.

"Good work. Start the ship, I need to check something out." Her eyes glanced at a strange device on the bay wall.

A tractor beam projector, she reckoned. It seemed their activities were far-reaching, and the whole damn spaceport was on lockdown.

"Great," She thought to herself.

Naniti

 

[Naniti]

Keep-- Keep it? Like, forever? Arris must have meant just for now, only that wouldn't need elaborated on. Something to worry and finding out about later.

Equally shocking was just how quickly Arris had dealt with the matter. Be careful, keep it away, and we're moving on. Despite being a little gun-happy, Arris was a decisive woman.

The Togruta followed behind after she picked up the bag again. "Sounds good." Naniti certainly had no reason to linger on this planet. Desevro had its problems, but it also had opportunities. All this place had left was avoiding the authorities -- not a bad time, but she could get a cardio workout back at the Academy too.

They moved swiftly and in an effort to avoid drawing attention to themselves. Naniti tried to focus on how Arris was doing that. She knew concepts, but actually doing it? Aside from hiding from professors or her Master at times not a lot of real-world, hands-on use; and certainly no 'instruction' by someone that actually knew what they were doing. A good opportunity.

Despite a quick look, the Togruta turned to stride toward the ship. What did Arris need to look at, she wondered? Well just being relieved of hauling a bag of artifacts around was pleasant enough anyway. Naniti rolled her shoulder as she strode toward the cockpit to begin spinning up the engines.

Hopefully, it wouldn't take long, whatever Arris was doing. They thought they'd avoided notice on the way there, but there was no telling. And they still had to get out of atmo and hit hyperspace to consider themselves truly free. Bonadan didn't have any Capital ship around did it? Which of them would be piloting, and which shooting, Naniti wondered if they got in a ship-to-ship fight?

Arris Windrun