A joyful rumble was around as Tiiona reached for her glass. She was in a bar, on a station on her way to Lianna. After her journey to the One Sith base, she would head out into space once more, to acquire a better ship. Which she had and that ship was now docked to this station. It was a shuttle, smaller and faster than that load of crap she was flying earlier. It also had particle shields and one laser canon, which was a nice addition, truly. On top of that the ship could be upgraded even further, which was what the young woman was planning to do, it was why she was taking it to a city-world of Lianna, where she grew up, knew the streets and knew the people that could do that kind of work for her. But first she needed to refuel and as the ship's tank was being filled, she decided to hit the bar and maybe fill her own tank.
Maybe it was just a bad day, maybe it was this kind of a sector, she wouldn't know better, but the bar was full of pirates and mercenaries. Some of them looked quite notorious, especially the silent ones. You'd never know what kind of thoughts were swirling in their heads. The loud ones - hell, you could hear their thoughts being shouted, for example there was one guy beating his partner up right now, apparently for not paying after the job. Taking another sip the girl would keep a mental eye on the two as a small device on her left wrist lit up with a small beep. It was sort of a communicator, except in this case it was tied with her ship and on a small holographic display it would show there being a message for her. The device wasn't good enough to display the message for her, but it wasn't like she wanted to read it here, around this bunch anyway. Dropping the credits in her empty glass, she would stand up and head for the exit, or at least she was planning to, but something caught her attention. The guy who was now done beating his partner was leaving as well and on his waist she saw a fairly unusual gun. Following him casually out of the bar, Tiiona would grab the drunk fellow by his shoulder and bash him against a wall, her own blaster immediately finding his throat - something he realized and did not resist further. Grabbing her prize she would linger for a moment, unsure what should be done with the guy. Others might have said something like "Nice gun", but she was not the one explain herself to scum. Actually pulling that trigger was on her mind, but after a second she decided to go with a knock out and simply hit him in the temple with the blaster's handle.
Stepping into her ship's cockpit Tiiona would drop the new gun on the empty copilot seat. She had already examined it, the gun was a slugthrower heavy pistol. It was a design she had not seen before, but sadly there were only seven shots remaining. Whatever, the message was now her priority. Dropping in the chair she'd press a few controls until the contents would be displayed for her. It was a communication from the One Sith. Apparently there was a kind of an operation happening around these parts, led by her mistress. And the message invited any of them to participate... It would be a small detour, but her refits could wait. She was no expert of Sith lore, but whatever they were looking for appeared to be big. Contemplating that she would wait until the ship was refueled, the take up and when she was at a decent distance from the station make the jump to the instructed coordinates. Being in a nearby sector the jump was a short one, thanks to the ship's advanced hyperdrive. As she dropped out, below her was a barren rocky world. A place where relics get lost, perhaps? She would notice a number of One Sith ships in orbit, the expedition must have already began. Just to avoid issues though, she would broadcast a friendly IFF as she passed by and took a dive into the atmosphere.
Edited by Tiiona, 10 April 2014 - 02:02 AM.