Sasha Santhe
Majority Share Holder, Santhe Corporation
It wasn't a long trip from the station where Sasha had met the wayward padawan, not a long trip at all. It did however feel like an eternity in the cramped cockpit of the sleek Aleph-class fighter. It was a deadly little vessel but designed for a single occupant. Not that many would mind being in close quarters with Sasha Santhe. [member="Tugoro Taidarious"] was a strange one though. Sasha wasn't sure exactly what was wrong with him, but at least he retained the same dopey smile she was used to boys, especially young males, having around her.
"We are approaching Lianna," she said as the ship exited hyperspace. She could feel the very essence of the vessel through the force. A modern marvel of engineering by any stretch of the imagination, but a luxury craft it was not. Sasha wished she had her Santhe Challenger Luxury Edition. Then she would have been sitting pretty in the hot tub while a droid took them down to the surface of the planet.
She let out a sigh as she punched in the codes for the local security net. Santhe Security ran planetary security for Lianna and had for thousands of years.
The little fighter darted around the shipyards, her shipyards, that littered the space around the planet. "Welcome to Lianna, home of Santhe Corporate Headquarters, and me." She said.
The vessel drifted into the atmosphere and approached a mighty regal complex. It was Santhe manor, the expansive grounds that were home of the Santhe family of Lianna lived out their lives. Several manor houses and expansive manses stretched across the scenery but it was the near palace like Manor of Sasha Santhe that dominated the landscape. The little fighter found itself docking into the hanger that was attached to the veritable palace. The cockpit opened and Sasha stepped out of the fighter. She was met immediately by a droid who took her helmet and jacket that she flung off into its outstretched arms. "Welcome to my home..." she said doing a little turn with outstretched arms. She turned to another droid sitting at the end of the hall, "Have the servants prepare a meal. We have a guest, and he should be treated with all due hospitality."
"We are approaching Lianna," she said as the ship exited hyperspace. She could feel the very essence of the vessel through the force. A modern marvel of engineering by any stretch of the imagination, but a luxury craft it was not. Sasha wished she had her Santhe Challenger Luxury Edition. Then she would have been sitting pretty in the hot tub while a droid took them down to the surface of the planet.
She let out a sigh as she punched in the codes for the local security net. Santhe Security ran planetary security for Lianna and had for thousands of years.
The little fighter darted around the shipyards, her shipyards, that littered the space around the planet. "Welcome to Lianna, home of Santhe Corporate Headquarters, and me." She said.
The vessel drifted into the atmosphere and approached a mighty regal complex. It was Santhe manor, the expansive grounds that were home of the Santhe family of Lianna lived out their lives. Several manor houses and expansive manses stretched across the scenery but it was the near palace like Manor of Sasha Santhe that dominated the landscape. The little fighter found itself docking into the hanger that was attached to the veritable palace. The cockpit opened and Sasha stepped out of the fighter. She was met immediately by a droid who took her helmet and jacket that she flung off into its outstretched arms. "Welcome to my home..." she said doing a little turn with outstretched arms. She turned to another droid sitting at the end of the hall, "Have the servants prepare a meal. We have a guest, and he should be treated with all due hospitality."