Corvus Raaf
Adieu...
It was a routine trip – but then they always were – when Corvus’s ship dropped out of hyperspace somewhere it shouldn’t. One by ones system alarms bleeped, lights flashed and then they winked out.
Something catastrophic was occurring as Corvus considered her options. Her astro-droid offered some advice, which she reacted to. “Yes, I’m inclined to agree with you. Do you know what planet it is?”
After some more bleeps, Corvus replied, “Umbara? Can’t say I’ve ever had the urge to visit, but I guess beggars can’t be choosers.” So she sent out the standard distress call and wondered how many – or how few – systems would still be operational by the time they landed. Assuming of course landing rather than crashing was an option.
As the green and blue planet loomed ever larger, she could see the fact that wherever she looked, the rays of the sun seemed to never quite reach its surface. That explained the Umbaran’s complexion if nothing else.
As the ground loomed ever larger, she punched in codes frantically, “We need to divert whatever we can to life support. There’s no telling when someone is going to get to me, so it would be ironic if they found me suffocated in my own ship.”
She smiled and braced herself for impact and pulled the Force to her to cushion any blow before the inevitable thump and then blackness consumed her…
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