Thalira Kiing
Outer Rim Pirate
~Deep Space~
Thalira was cleaning her SE-14 Blaster Pistol as she lounged on the pilot seat of her YT-2400, with her feet placed carefully on the dashboard, as to not accidentally press any buttons. She watched out the viewport as the familiar sight of hyperspace passed her by. It was rather common to see Thalira staring into space while doing something autonomous with her hands. However it would often end with an abrupt interruption. And this time was no exception. As she cleaned her blaster she was immediately thrown back in her seat as the ship automatically exited hyperspace. To make matters worse, her finger slipped and she accidentally pulled the trigger on the blaster, sending out a laser bolt to the interior wall of the cockpit. She grabbed a half-full bottle of cheap corellian booze that rolled into her lap from the dashboard and took a swig from it before throwing the blaster to the back of the cockpit, muttering something about the manufacturer being a bantha.
Thalira looked out the viewport into what used to be hyperspace, which would now be replaced with the emptiness of space, if not for a space station drifting by. That was her destination; Dawn Station. Primarily a trading station, while also acting as a rest spot for weary travelers. Thalira took the controls of her ship and flew it closer to the station, getting in comms range. As if on cue, she was hailed by the station, and she pressed a button to accept. "This is Dawn Station Security, please identify yourself." She pressed another button to allow the man on the other end to hear her; "Thalira Kiing, Captain of the Monarch. I've reserved Hangar Bay 7 for the day. Sending confirmation code now." With the pushing of a few more buttons, a screen lit up as the security officer spoke through comms again; "Confirmation received. Enjoy your stay at Dawn Station, whether business related or otherwise."
Thalira piloted her ship to Hangar Bay 7, landing as far away from the bay door as possible. After all, her ship wasn't the only one that would be there. The hangar would get quite full when all her contacts showed up. Thalira prepared herself for the meet-up, putting on a large overcoat that hid most of her usual appearance. She was disguising herself as a trader so the wrong person wouldn't figure out her true intentions of being in that station. She exited her ship into the empty hangar bay. Now all she had to do was wait for her newly acquired friends(At least she hoped they would be friends) so they could discuss their stay at the station.
[member="Carn Taur"]
[member="Queen Popara"]
[member="Jahan the Lion"]
[member="Elijah MacCready"]
Thalira was cleaning her SE-14 Blaster Pistol as she lounged on the pilot seat of her YT-2400, with her feet placed carefully on the dashboard, as to not accidentally press any buttons. She watched out the viewport as the familiar sight of hyperspace passed her by. It was rather common to see Thalira staring into space while doing something autonomous with her hands. However it would often end with an abrupt interruption. And this time was no exception. As she cleaned her blaster she was immediately thrown back in her seat as the ship automatically exited hyperspace. To make matters worse, her finger slipped and she accidentally pulled the trigger on the blaster, sending out a laser bolt to the interior wall of the cockpit. She grabbed a half-full bottle of cheap corellian booze that rolled into her lap from the dashboard and took a swig from it before throwing the blaster to the back of the cockpit, muttering something about the manufacturer being a bantha.
Thalira looked out the viewport into what used to be hyperspace, which would now be replaced with the emptiness of space, if not for a space station drifting by. That was her destination; Dawn Station. Primarily a trading station, while also acting as a rest spot for weary travelers. Thalira took the controls of her ship and flew it closer to the station, getting in comms range. As if on cue, she was hailed by the station, and she pressed a button to accept. "This is Dawn Station Security, please identify yourself." She pressed another button to allow the man on the other end to hear her; "Thalira Kiing, Captain of the Monarch. I've reserved Hangar Bay 7 for the day. Sending confirmation code now." With the pushing of a few more buttons, a screen lit up as the security officer spoke through comms again; "Confirmation received. Enjoy your stay at Dawn Station, whether business related or otherwise."
Thalira piloted her ship to Hangar Bay 7, landing as far away from the bay door as possible. After all, her ship wasn't the only one that would be there. The hangar would get quite full when all her contacts showed up. Thalira prepared herself for the meet-up, putting on a large overcoat that hid most of her usual appearance. She was disguising herself as a trader so the wrong person wouldn't figure out her true intentions of being in that station. She exited her ship into the empty hangar bay. Now all she had to do was wait for her newly acquired friends(At least she hoped they would be friends) so they could discuss their stay at the station.
[member="Carn Taur"]
[member="Queen Popara"]
[member="Jahan the Lion"]
[member="Elijah MacCready"]