Danger Within the Moons of Iego

[Veino Garn]

An alarm blazed through the cockpit of the small Tachyon freighter, sending Veino stumbling out of his bunk behind it to see what it was. He hit the comm switch and cycled through the frequencies until he found the cause.

"-day, mayday, I repeat, this is Lieutenany Fix of the Republic Navy, our convoy is going down. Unidentified-" The message cut off, but Veino could still feel the fear and panic within the man's voice, echoing through his mind, like dark waves. He sat back in his seat, frowning, and tried to trace the coordinates that had underlaid the message, as well as technical information he didn't understand. There was some issues with not being a natural or well educated pilot.

He shook his head slightly to finish waking up and strapped himself into the pilot's seat, plugging in coordinates that were close to the distress beacon into the computer. He had no desire to jump straight into whatever it was that had downed the Republic convoy. Raiders? Sith infiltrators? An unexpected gravity well? He shivered. Space was terrifying.

He took a deep breath and activated the hyperdrive, closing his eyes as the stars began to streak past him and then vanished as the ship entered hyperspace. He unbuckled from his seat and stepped back into his living quarters. He had about a half hour before returning to real space. He needed to be ready for whatever it was that might be out there. He paused for a moment, and then turned back to the comm, recording a quick message and setting it to cycle through the frequencies.

"This is Veino Garn of the freighter Gray Pilgrim. I am responding to the distress call that ran on all frequencies. Please send assistance to these coordinates and relay any potential information you have to me and any other responders." He hit activate, and the comm began its job. Hopefully there would be others nearby. He did not have the resources or capabilities to launch a full a rescue mission on his own. Especially if it was a convoy. His ship barely had room for four people, and he certainly didn't have enough supplies for a convoy.

He rubbed his temples again, the headaches coming back again, and took a seat, running through his equipment again, and trying to decide what he would need for this rescue.

[member="Maria Natalja"]

 

[Nikolas Faselli]

[member="Veino Garn"] (sorry for the long wait, I've been really busy)

It was one of the best days for Maria - she had no duties that day; no training, no assignments... nothing. And the best way to celebrate that was staying on her home planet Umbara where she could drink a warm cup of coffee and then enjoy a free day. Well, that was what she would have done. Her day began with her waking up really late, a lot later than typically. And that was due to him being really sleep deprived. Finally a day when she could wake up when she wanted to. She took time to just lay in the bed long after she had actually awoken, and she just looked out of the window into the darkness. It was really weird to live on such a planet, that was because you could never truly see what time of the day it was. Unless you started looking more carefully. Maria had no reason to do that because she had a large clock on the wall right on the other side of the bedroom.

When she finally stood up, though, she got a message which talked of a need to get to the moons of Iego. Which... was nice somehow, but Maria's free day was ruined. With a frown, she went to do her bathroom duties and ordered her little servant droid to make her some coffee and set up her ship.

Goodness, how angry she was.​

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And even as a surprise to herself, she found her flying towards the moons shortly after standing up from bed. She was already in hyperspace and it was the time to admire what was surrounding her. Even though she couldn't quite see the stars like she could on Arx Mortis, she still loved being in the outer space. It was really funny to see the difference of life on a planet and life on a ship. Even living on a space station was some kind of different.

It may have been really fun to live there, though.​

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"Veino Garn from the freighter Gray Pilgrim, are you there?" Maria said to her comm, "This is Maria Natalja from the Freedom Butterfly. I am close to the coordinates. How is it going there?"

 

[Veino Garn]

[member="Maria Natalja"]

Veino turned to the comm as a response crackled in from a Maria Natalja from the Freedom Butterfly. He frowned slightly. The name sounded rather familiar. He couldn't quite place it though. Something to do with the Republic, he was fairly sure. The Jedi were probably also involved, although that was fairly common now a days.

He double-checked the computer. He should be exiting hyperspace at the origin of the beacon in a few more minutes and then he'd see what happened. Or was happening. No way to tell for sure. He reached out with the Force to try and sense what had happened there, but no luck. It was too far away. His empathy skills only reached a certain distance. Any distance requiring a hyperspace jump was too far.

He activated his comm to reply, "Freedom Butterfly, I'm approaching the distress signal origin now. Exiting hyperspace in three minutes and forty-seven seconds. No idea what's on the other side. Whatever is on the other side, I don't have the resources for a full rescue. Any on-site assistance you can give would be incredibly valuable."

Several moments passed, and he dropped out of hyperspace, face going green at the transition, shields and weapons primed. The stars came back into focus and he ran the scanners to find a trace of the convoy. Nothing but some wreckage drifting ahead of him. He frowned, and ran an analysis. Was it new wreckage? Old? Something else? There were a few larger chunks with what looked like sealed chambers. There might be survivors in there.

He leaned forward in his seat and unlatched the space suit stored in a closet. He really didn't want to do this, but it looked like he didn't have much choice. There was no other way to really get inside there and make sure that no one was left alive.

 

[Nikolas Faselli]

[member="Veino Garn"]

Maria nodded when she had heard the man's speech. Alright, it looked like he didn't know too much, either. It took the woman some more time to get out of the hyperspace, so she decided to use the time to wonder what's going on there. She had no idea, nor did Veino seem to have any knowledge of that, so they may have been walking into a trap. It was better to be safe than to end up in a problem again. Like she wouldn't have had enough of them.

The woman sighed as she finally noticed the ship will be exiting hyperspace really soon. Finally she'd have something to do. Her droid was already setting things up just to be sure they don't end up drifting into another ship or anything like that rightaway. Maria had to hope nothing bad happens.

And the ship soon left the space of travel and the Jedi Padawan found herself in the typical space again. That was lucky, the only things which could be seen were the stars, moons, planets, etc... plus some more ships or alike. One healthy ship seemed to be Veino's and the woman's droid told her the same. But a wreckage-looking one was definitely not his.