Losing is tempoary, giving up is permanent.
The ship reminded her of the wraith fighter or older model craft from the Sith empire of sentries ago. It was spacey with a lot of rooms for a heavy fighter, more resembling a freighter of some sort, though probably not specifically designed for haling cargo.
For the moment she just walked around the halls, getting a feel for the craft, the dark side of though force was strong on it, as through the ship had been infused with the force from [member="Ronan Xilo"]. She gave a quick though about her current predicament, she was to be taught by a Sith in the dark side, something her mother never fully finished because of family split up. Sky'ito gave a quick though on how her mother would react to the current situation, would she be glad, angry or not care, they had been apart for a while now.
She gave a slight sigh, pushing the thoughts to the back of her mind while continuing into the crew quarters of the ship awaiting her new teacher.
For the moment she just walked around the halls, getting a feel for the craft, the dark side of though force was strong on it, as through the ship had been infused with the force from [member="Ronan Xilo"]. She gave a quick though about her current predicament, she was to be taught by a Sith in the dark side, something her mother never fully finished because of family split up. Sky'ito gave a quick though on how her mother would react to the current situation, would she be glad, angry or not care, they had been apart for a while now.
She gave a slight sigh, pushing the thoughts to the back of her mind while continuing into the crew quarters of the ship awaiting her new teacher.