Private Western Town is Cowboys, right?

[Kaia Starchaser]

Taking a trip back out to the Rim always felt like homecoming. It was always interesting to see the different parts of the galaxy, and as her father was remaining towards the Core, that meant there was not a Starchaser sitting out on the Rim. And that was going to be her job. Between her and her brother, they could cover enough territory to make up for their father going to become a … gag… teacher. As she was entering the OPA territory, yeah, even her ship felt like it was home. As she looked at her mission-board-of-sorts, she nodded as she saw what she was looking for, a mission. What a way to come back to the Rim, right?

Seemed there would be a few people to link up with. Not a bad thing at all. Kaia set course for landing on Terminus and added her ship’s landing bay and her name, obviously the Starchaser part, as who was the pilot and what mission she had accepted. The Undervine worked a very specific way, and if she could help others come out? Then that was more than she normally could do when she was a Warden. This would be helping a whole town.

As she landed, she set up a chair at the end of the boarding ramp and set Drifter off to pick up some power cells and batteries, and some fresh vegetables. She wasn’t going to sit around and eat freeze dried food with a crew aboard, no ma’am.

And anyone who knew her would recognize her bloodsteel red YT-2400.

Damian Starchaser Kyra Perl Yula Perl

 

[Damian Starchaser]

Gaudy. That was the word which best described it. Damian played the pronoun game in his head to his own amusement as he looked at the docked midlife crisis that wast he bloodsteel red transport. Kaia, his favorite Starchaser. A smile pursed on his lips as his ship glided into port. His customary getup wouldn’t be appropriate so instead he wore a brown leather jacket and a wide brimmed hat, stylish for sure but more subdued than his normal suit and tie.

Checking the contents of his duffel one last time he made sure everything was in its place. Extra set of clothes, umbrella, brick of explosives, all accounted for. His lightsaber and blaster pistol remained at his side, he wouldn’t have risked either unattended.

As he exited the ramp and headed towards Kaia’s ship he looked to his side at the charge he had with him. He took the hat off his head and plopped it onto Kyra’s. “Alright kid, you ready for an adventure?”

Kyra Perl Kaia Starchaser Yula Perl

 

[Kyra Perl]

Hop skip jump!

Kyra bounded down after Damian on the ramp, more spunk to her step than had been seen in quite some time. Every encounter with her had seen a marked improvement in her disposition, her tutelage under Caedyn Arenais at the center of it all. She grinned up at Damian as he plopped the hat on her head, the too large accessory wobbling with every enthusiastic step she took.

"Am I ever! Is Yula really coming? You promise? No spider droids exploding all over the place and forcing her behind? You sure?" Behind the excitement was a sense of strain, the girl ever worried over losing time with her siblings. It was the worst thing bar none in the world. She'd meditate if it got Yula with her a day sooner.

Her own bag clanked and rattled at her side-- strung across her chest and tugging on her hair. Kyra was in a set of simple civilian clothes, a surprising lack of fashion effort put into the affair. She clung to the hat, keeping on her head as she adjusted the straps to sit more comfortably. "No boyfriend with her, right??"