Lord Ajihad would nod his head at the acolyte's statement. There was a possibility that there was something on the ship they could use to their advantage, or a possible future asset for the assassins. However, there was still the issue that boarding the ship would result in their tardiness to the assassination. Although, this ship did smell like adventure...
Ajihad directed the ship to land in the old hangar bay, which seemed to be falling apart. He did think about calling in to the ship, requesting permission to board, but he thought better of it. There could be dangerous hostiles onboard, and he didn't want to alert them of his presence. Upon landing, Ajihad would climb into the back of the ship, and grab his gear. After equipping everything he might need, Ajihad stepped off the ship, and into the hanger.
The first thing he noticed was the lack of oxygen. The air very thin, but still breathable for the Miraluka's acclimatized lungs. The next thing he saw was the bones. There were skeletons strewn about everywhere. He raised an eyebrow, this place must have held an army. Between the two observations that he had just made, Ajihad finally realized where he was. He was on board a ghost ship.
Just then, the assassin heard the sound of bones crunching underneath someone's boot. It wasn't him, and [member="Naga Itesak"] was still in the ship. Quick as lightning, he drew back the string on his Dathomiri Nightsister energy bow. He pointed the bow in the direction which he had heard the noise, and almost fired. However, he saw that he was looking at [member="Animus Malgus"] at the last second, and lowered the bow. He sighed, glad he had not accidently killed the acolyte. "You startled me, Animus. Now what are you doing onboard this ship, may I ask?"
[member="Kaali Tahlee"]