Laira Darkhold
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The trip back to Jabiim was steady and easy, even with two women hitching a ride on the ship. As we approached the stormy planet I flipped open the comm system, hearing the automated, “restricted airspace” warning, and transmitting the ships identification to the facility at the razor coast. “Alright ladies, we are here, get ready to disembark the vessel,” I called to my passengers. They seemed anxious to get off the ship, and Doctor Brand seemed more anxious to get to work and get the project finished than Veira, who really just didn’t want to be cooped up in the small ship anymore.
The ship rattled a bit as it passed through storm clouds, but it was fine and landed smoothly on the landing pad. The rain pattered on the transparasteel with a soothing sound as I powered the ship down and followed my passengers off the ramp. Benji was waiting just inside the building as the women trotted in, escaping from the rain while I came up behind them, and toting their luggage on a repulsor cart. “Be nice to have a hand with all this” I said as I entered, pushing one cart while pulling another filled with various bags, totes, suitcases, and boxes.
The ship rattled a bit as it passed through storm clouds, but it was fine and landed smoothly on the landing pad. The rain pattered on the transparasteel with a soothing sound as I powered the ship down and followed my passengers off the ramp. Benji was waiting just inside the building as the women trotted in, escaping from the rain while I came up behind them, and toting their luggage on a repulsor cart. “Be nice to have a hand with all this” I said as I entered, pushing one cart while pulling another filled with various bags, totes, suitcases, and boxes.