Though it never manifested outwardly, Jayna hadn’t even begun to recover from the turmoil in her family. Only days had passed since the Heiress had been effectively disowned by her fathers, cut off from the family and resources that she’d known since birth, cut off from the man she had idolized with every breath she drew. There were few people in the Galaxy that could truly hurt her, and the ardent disapproval of her own family was something that destroyed the Heiress in ways she couldn’t put into words.
It seeded doubt into the very core of what she was doing, when perhaps nothing else could.
There was little opportunity to mend the rift within her family, and Jayna had no intention of vocalizing her pain to anyone else. Instead, she dealt with her problems - ironically - in much the same way that her father might. By burying herself within the work that she’d so publicly promised to the Galaxy.
Her silvery eyes turned to the economic powerhouse of Sarapin - independent since the collapse of the Republic. For centuries, the volcanic world had been the main source of energy for the Core Worlds - its geothermal reserves supplying power to trillions. Without the protection of its standing government, many had sought to capitalize on the wealth and importance of the world - coinciding with the rise and piracy within the region. For months, pirates had made base on one of the moons of Sarapin - frequently raiding the shipping vessels and attacking power facilities to capture their valued cargo. None had made attempts to aid the planet due to the overarching threat of Raze and the Hapans.
And it left Jayna with the perfect opportunity to present herself as a solution to the problem.
And it was for that reason that Jayna had brought Apex. She’d helped to bring Aden into the corporation personally, and her own sister was someone that the Heiress was confident she could trust. The promise of substantial payout for Apex from the locals - and even more important support for Jayna’s cause - was guaranteed upon success.
Their arrival on the planet has been deliberately kept a secret - ensuring that the pirates were yet unaware of their presence. Jayna was dressed in her own tactical attire - sporting a blast vest and armor, with a simple pistol strapped to her hip. The Heiress stood within a conference room where a Holotable had been established, a diagram of the pirate facility projected before them.
It wouldn’t be long before the others joined her, and Jayna kept her eyes on the table in the meantime - picking apart every detail before they arrived.
It seeded doubt into the very core of what she was doing, when perhaps nothing else could.
There was little opportunity to mend the rift within her family, and Jayna had no intention of vocalizing her pain to anyone else. Instead, she dealt with her problems - ironically - in much the same way that her father might. By burying herself within the work that she’d so publicly promised to the Galaxy.
Her silvery eyes turned to the economic powerhouse of Sarapin - independent since the collapse of the Republic. For centuries, the volcanic world had been the main source of energy for the Core Worlds - its geothermal reserves supplying power to trillions. Without the protection of its standing government, many had sought to capitalize on the wealth and importance of the world - coinciding with the rise and piracy within the region. For months, pirates had made base on one of the moons of Sarapin - frequently raiding the shipping vessels and attacking power facilities to capture their valued cargo. None had made attempts to aid the planet due to the overarching threat of Raze and the Hapans.
And it left Jayna with the perfect opportunity to present herself as a solution to the problem.
And it was for that reason that Jayna had brought Apex. She’d helped to bring Aden into the corporation personally, and her own sister was someone that the Heiress was confident she could trust. The promise of substantial payout for Apex from the locals - and even more important support for Jayna’s cause - was guaranteed upon success.
Their arrival on the planet has been deliberately kept a secret - ensuring that the pirates were yet unaware of their presence. Jayna was dressed in her own tactical attire - sporting a blast vest and armor, with a simple pistol strapped to her hip. The Heiress stood within a conference room where a Holotable had been established, a diagram of the pirate facility projected before them.
It wouldn’t be long before the others joined her, and Jayna kept her eyes on the table in the meantime - picking apart every detail before they arrived.
@Phoenix @The Good Doctor
