Prince of Katarr
C O R U S C A N T
LEVEL 1295, DESCENDING
1754 LOCAL TIME
It was the passing by of the change of hue that woke him up. Pressed against the window, Nej wiped his eyes, watching streaks of blue and purple give way to reds and oranges. The train was descending another level, shuffling only slightly. The marvel of engineering was carrying him and several thousand other passengers simply from one end of the planet to the other. He assumed they were passing by the industrial food processing and agricultural levels, based on the level of UV lights he saw out the window.
The train's passengers were mostly asleep, most of them having gotten on several hours ago. His destination was still hours away, and hundreds, if not thousands, of miles. He sighed, rubbing his eyes and gathering himself to his feet.
He sat himself to the dining car, staring out the window, watching the planet pass by for a few more moments, before turning his head. A few other passengers crept in, taking their spots in the car, while a droid came to serve them all.
He blinked longer than he should have, turning his head. Dark-clothed passengers moved in unison behind the closing door, as if acting together, or getting into position. Or at least, his weary brain told him so. The droid came around, and he got a caf.
Something to stimulant the nerves.
Something to bring about the senseful part of him.
He looked up again. More movement, this time- more black clothed passengers took their seats amongst the dining car's compartments.
He unholstered the Disruptor pistol at his side, turning his head, watching each of them.
And he wasn't the only one....
OOC:
Jump in, let's find out what's going on- no specific plan yet. We'll weave it together.