Private Second Date U-Haul

[Niysha]

"We don't need to remove the viewport, In," Niysha replied with an idle smirk, turning back to face her partner in the rear of the ship. "You might have to fly this thing, and that would make things much more difficult for you." After a moment of polite non-eye contact, she returned her attention to the front of the cockpit. "But a larger sensor screen doesn't sound like a terrible idea. It might be a bit tricky to set up? Either tinting the transparisteel to function as a screen or making one that lowers over it. Higher resolution scans sounds very nice."

The Sojourner glided up, above Yeddim Station on a gentle arc. When the ship was properly out of any conventional traffic lanes, Niysha opened her up a bit. The whole shuttle rocked with the increased thrust of its "throaty" engines, but its inertial dampeners were solid. It had, after all, been designed for diplomats and executives; comfort was function.

As she banked a bit hard around one large protrusion in the station's hull and pulled the Sojourner into a stable path to circle back to the Dancer's hangar, Niysha didn't sweat the increased speed. "It's nice. And a little terrifying. This is the most expensive thing I've ever owned." The Miraluka steered up over an extended loading bay, then port around an antenna array. Slower than In would probably have taken it, but still very smooth.

"So... thank you, In." Her tone got softer, as did her smile. "I wouldn't have been able to do this alone. I've never been in a position to own things. Or have a life somewhere." Niysha set the speed and toggled the autopilot, inputting the Dancer's transponder as the destination. When she was done, she turned around in her seat to look back to In properly, offering possibly the most grateful expression she'd managed since she met her. "You've already given me so much, and now this. I know that you'll brush me off if I offer to 'repay you,' so I'm just going to let you know that you've got way too many brownie points and there'll be a reckoning soon."

In Rhan

 

[In Rhan]

"It's cute that you think you're not paying for this thing." In laughed, standing from her lounging seat. In the cozy executive shuttle, it only took a couple of steps to reach Niysha and steal a lingering kiss. "We've been traveling together for... quite a bit now? How many times have you saved my life? Not that I don't return the favor..." She admitted, smirking as she pushed Niysha's shoulders back into the comfy cockpit seat and sat across her lap. "But, you know. You're also entitled a paycheck. And a cut from the algae job. A piece of the action."

She cradled Niysha's cheek, chuckling. "I love you, Niysha. Deeply. With intent." In stated calmly, matter-of-factly. "I love you in the most profound way I can; by factoring your existence into my financial plans and making moves with your presence as an assumption. I love you in the way that makes me see all the ways I fucked up with Saria, and how we really never did work as a couple. I love you in the ways that make me want to fix all of those problems so I don't fuck it up with you."

In glanced away to take in the little shuttle from her seat on the throne, humming thoughtfully. Even now, she could see some changes and repairs she needed to make, and ones she wanted to make. The life support would also probably need to be brought up to her standards. Mostly the air conditioning. She turned her attention back to Niysha.

"This isn't your shuttle, it's our shuttle. It docks in The Dancer in Green, because that's our ship. It's where we live." In explained, gently lifting Niysha's fingers to her lips so she could feel how wide she was grinning. "But I will be collecting those brownie points. I'm creating a stockpile."

 

[Niysha]

With an affectionate and deeply romantic In on her lap, Niysha couldn't really do... most things, other than just hug her girlfriend around the waist and lean her chin on the Pantoran's shoulder. "I realize I don't convey emotion as loudly as other people do. I'm trying to change that. To that end-" Box motion. "I love you deeply. I care for you in ways that it's difficult to express using words, and I'm never confident that I express it through actions well enough."

The autopilot took its sweet time. That left plenty for just the two of them. Niysha managed to keep herself as centered and thoughtful as possible, despite the strongly un-centering, un-thoughtful position she was in with In sitting on her. "Sith and Jedi have more in common than either sect would like to believe, and one of those things is that we're both taught to avoid attachment." She shook her head, one hand stroking through In's hair. "My attachment to you has never made me weak. You're beautiful and strong and kind and heroic and brilliant and talented and I can keep complimenting you until the engines burn out."

With a deep breath, the Miraluka finally took the controls back from the autopilot and landed the Sojourner beside the Dancer. They'd have plenty of time to do their shopping and repairs later. For now- "...We should probably scrub the shuttle down before we break it in, actually. That might've been a premature idea."

In Rhan

 

[In Rhan]

In entertained herself watching Niysha try and manage the controls around her waist before she climbed off of her, taking a couple of steps away so as to not lapseat pilot. "Oh, yeah. Everything in here is getting a thorough cleaning before this goes anywhere fun." The Pantoran woman replied with a crooked smile. She opened the shuttle and stepped off as it landed, trotting a couple of steps away before turning to examine the ship from the outside.

"I've got a powerwasher in The Dancer we can use to tidy it up, knock some of the old color off to make it less recognizable. Then we start picking bugs off of it." She explained. "With your sight, we'll probably get most of 'em in one pass. Then we load her up and head to a different port to start replacing parts."

In gave the shuttle an affectionate pat, grinning. "This is a good acquisition - and it'll be a fun project." She chirped. "I'm already a little excited to see what it'll do with some proper parts and a tune-up. I also think we should prioritize upgrading the landers, spring for pirate mag-clamps. You never know when you'll need to stick to the bottom of something. Like The Dancer." There was an unmistakable bounce in In's step as she made her way towards the Dancer, and that excitement carried over to her voice. "I hope you're ready to get your hands dirty, frizz! We've got a LOT of work to do!"