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The spaceport on the planet Eriadu bustled with activity, ships of various sizes and shapes coming and going like a cosmic ballet. Corbin's been at this for a couple of months, calling in an a favor with an old friend... This mission could take more months, bordering on years and that's a level of patience Corbin simply didn't have. The soldier in him wanted things to move along, to be wrapped up faster. Of course, he didn't tell her the full details, only that she'd be helping him out a great deal. Eriadu had always been a planet of intrigue, its political undercurrents as treacherous as the jagged cliffs that dotted its landscape. Corbin had been sent here on a covert mission, one that had taken him deep into the heart of Eriadu's corrupt political landscape and its sinister criminal syndicates.
Corbin's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of a familiar figure disembarking from a sleek starship, her silhouette framed by the soft glow of the landing bay lights. At least, he had hoped that it was her. With a practiced nonchalance, Corbin approached her. His heart raced, not from fear, but from the excitement of the mission and the sheer audacity of their undertaking.
"Sword." he called out, his voice carrying the warmth of camaraderie, "Long time no see." He wouldn't dare utter her name out in public. He wanted it to be both discreet and public at the same time. He's sure that soon enough, word would circle around about the sword of the jedi visiting this planet, a ruffle across many circles to see what shakes. What gets moved around. If Alliance troopers came in a swarm, they were cocky. But if a well-known Jedi showed up? It's a different story.