RC 212
HUNGRY HUNGRY HIPPO!
Somewhere nearing Tython.
She was on a pilgrimage. On board a Starliner headed for Tython to learn from some of the older sword masters there. Except something was very wrong. Without warning her eyes snapped open from her rest. She was in the cargo bay, cross legged on a crate as an explosion rocked the ship, and voice sang out over the PA system.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please standbye as we are experiencing some..... technical difficulties."
"What?"
She stood, clipping on her utility belt and looked around as the vessel continued to rock beneath her feet. Both eyes snapped shut and she expanded her sphere of influence, sensing danger and uncertainty through the force. She pushed harder, until she was rewarded with the visage of black armored troopers thrundering down a hallway.
"Ok ladies and Gentlemen, here's the real deal. I'm down on a debt and this starliner ain't exactly....heh well registered. Anyways some Black Vulkars are about to take over the bridge. By the way there's no refunds, and if you know what's good for you, I'd bail!"
"Well then. This is karked."
She started walking, moving through the the halls as the ship panicked. The explosions must have ben the Vulkhar boarding party. Typical that with so much unrest in the galaxy they were attempting to pick off their smaller debtors.
So far as she walked she saw no one.
She was on a pilgrimage. On board a Starliner headed for Tython to learn from some of the older sword masters there. Except something was very wrong. Without warning her eyes snapped open from her rest. She was in the cargo bay, cross legged on a crate as an explosion rocked the ship, and voice sang out over the PA system.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please standbye as we are experiencing some..... technical difficulties."
"What?"
She stood, clipping on her utility belt and looked around as the vessel continued to rock beneath her feet. Both eyes snapped shut and she expanded her sphere of influence, sensing danger and uncertainty through the force. She pushed harder, until she was rewarded with the visage of black armored troopers thrundering down a hallway.
"Ok ladies and Gentlemen, here's the real deal. I'm down on a debt and this starliner ain't exactly....heh well registered. Anyways some Black Vulkars are about to take over the bridge. By the way there's no refunds, and if you know what's good for you, I'd bail!"
"Well then. This is karked."
She started walking, moving through the the halls as the ship panicked. The explosions must have ben the Vulkhar boarding party. Typical that with so much unrest in the galaxy they were attempting to pick off their smaller debtors.
So far as she walked she saw no one.
They must be all in hiding....