Artist: Nicolas Chacin | Source: https://www.artstati...m/artwork/axGyJ
At least that's what they'd called it before the small band had ventured out from the atmosphere of Bakura. After their jaunt from one end of the Sanctuary Pipeline to the other, Wesley was inclined to say it was more of a marathon. They'd expected five days at most from end to end but that had stretched into almost seven. Switching off and taking shifts had lightened the load but spending that much time in a confined space with anyone was a test of patience. Even so, their united purpose had seemed to ease the minor irritations they experienced. One thing was for certain - footfall on Eraidu had been a gods-send.
The planet itself hadn't been much to look at as they breached the atmosphere and lazily drifted ever closer to the city centre. Eraidu City. The capital, in contrast to the murky gray of the planet, was a bit more tantalizing. Large industrial towers rose from the surface, skylanes filled with speeders and low altitude craft. It was a city brimming with life. Entering one of the primary traffic lanes for incoming vessels, the XS Light Freighter they'd commandeered for the mission fit right in with the collection of vessels from all over the galaxy. After a few reroutes and another twenty minutes or so of pre-landing circling, they finally received the clearance to land at one of the depressed landing pads in the city's main starport.
After fending off a few ambitious mechanics and "Cockpit Glass Cleaning Service" droids, Wes had sealed the vessel, keying access to a small remote in his pocket. That should keep any prying eyes out of the ship. Not that they had anything contraband but it never hurt to be careful. Letting an exaggerated sigh escape his lips he surveyed their surroundings. So familiar and yet so different than Bakura, in fact this was the farthest he'd been from his homeworld. There was a lot less green here. At least, that was his initial observation. "Well, enough dawdling I s'pose. Places to be n'all."
Here on Eraidu they didn't have to be quite as covert, nothing nearly as serious as the spy holos on the net. No codewords or elaborate disguises, just a touch of discretion. The signal had been sent for their soon to be passengers to descend upon their meeting place of choice - a well traveled watering hole called the "Brazen Bantha". Named after the giant bronze bantha statue outside its doors, it was a middle class joint but provided a decent amount of anonymity andwould help them all remain as inconspicuous as possible. After a few minutes of walking from the starport, the a shimmer of gold confirmed they'd found the venue. "Well how'bout that." Wesley said, admiring the statue for a moment. "I wasn't sure it was real. What a beaut." He smiled, looking back over his shoulder at his companion(s).
Hello! Thanks for reading. My intent with this thread is to create a natural entry point for writers/characters to get involved in our little project: The Sanctuary Systems Liberation Army. Tasked with picking up a few expats from Centares who are interested in assisting the SSLA, my character "Wesley Cole" and a few others have been tasked with picking them up and shuttling them back to Bakura from Eraidu. There are some other plans regarding this thread but I'll keep those close to chest for when the story advances!
If you're interested but aren't sure how to get involved, this is a very open thread and framed in a way that I hope is very accessible to characters of most backgrounds and/or new characters to integrate into the story organically without trying to bend too much narratively! Feel free to join as an existing joinee, picking up some new friends - or feel free to join as one of those newcomers we're supposed to pick up! If you have any questions, feel free to drop by our discord or PM us! Thanks!
Edited by Wesley Cole, 25 July 2019 - 02:11 PM.