If there was one thing that Lianna wasn't too fond of, it was leaving Coruscant. She preferred the comfort of her lab or her apartment. Yet now at the behest of an anonymous donor, she found herself on a refurbished transport vessel that also housed a variety of her equipment. She wasn't so sure of how this meeting with
Kyrinov
and
Cade Orion
would turn out, yet she had to be optimistic. If she couldn't take him to her lab, well she was certain to bring her lab to him.
The transport's pilot and crew took care of their credentials and ship's ID as they exited hyperspace and were given the co-ordinates to Eve to meet with their escort that was supposed to lead them to The Tower.
Lianna sat in her chair, looking through the transparisteel window with her chin in her hands. Although her expression may appear as though she was bored, internally she was trying to quell her anxiety by going over the different equations involved in the neuropathways leading from the fingertips to the brain and the different ways to circumvent them so that touching a fingertip would tickle one's nose.
She was a little weird that way.
Nighthaunter
![Kyrinov](/data/avatars/s/14/14513.jpg?1698847576)
![Cade Orion](/data/avatars/s/19/19495.jpg?1591661228)
The transport's pilot and crew took care of their credentials and ship's ID as they exited hyperspace and were given the co-ordinates to Eve to meet with their escort that was supposed to lead them to The Tower.
Lianna sat in her chair, looking through the transparisteel window with her chin in her hands. Although her expression may appear as though she was bored, internally she was trying to quell her anxiety by going over the different equations involved in the neuropathways leading from the fingertips to the brain and the different ways to circumvent them so that touching a fingertip would tickle one's nose.
She was a little weird that way.
![Nighthaunter](/data/avatars/s/17/17005.jpg?1592145930)