. : Ando : .
. : Kathryn Foster : .
Ando. Scherezade cursed as she saw the planet come into view from her cockpit. A planet with so much water that it made her nervous; it had been little over a year since she had been brought tout of the pebble by a woman who would later betray her, and in all that time, she'd never had a moment to actually learn how to swim. As such, planets that were covered in a lot of water always seemed to make her nervous. The project she'd been working on for months on Kamino had done little to quiet her down on that front. The fear of falling into those murky waters every time she exited her ship and made her way to the facilities had given her a healthy fear of drowning.
And now she was on Ando, another water planet, and once again she was here because of a choice she had made. With the rising amount of wars the Confederacy found themselves in, Scherezade had realized that he way she navigated her ship would not always keep her safe. In essence, she did not know how to navigate her ship; it was one thing to know how to take off and how to land, but the rest of the time she relied on the AI to do its job.
However, for the purpose of this, Scherezade had borrowed a Sith Infiltrator from the Confederacy. It was the same model as her own ship, but this one did not have the remains of blood magic and other things that were a reminder to the traumas she had suffered since coming out of the pebble. It was… Safer.
Landing at the docking port, Scherezade left her ship and looked around. She was looking for a woman by the name of Kathryn Foster – the only woman who had not balked at the sound or look of Scherezade's name and had accepted the mission to teach her how to manually fly. Scherezade hoped that by the end of the day, Foster would not regret the decision.