City of Theed
1600 Hours // 4pm
1600 Hours // 4pm
His instruments were going haywire. The bloody console was on fire, and he didn’t even want to bother checking the back.
Gale had been unfortunate enough to stumble across a small band of pirates on his way back from the Outer Rim. They’d engaged him in a dogfight, and he’d only managed to avoid being obliterated by careening into orbit. The planetary defenses activated, protecting him, but they could not save the doomed vessel.
As he began an uncontrolled descent, Gale activates the ship’s distress beacon. Though he didn’t particularly care who got injured in the crash - it was unlikely he would be - it would avoid any unnecessary local complications. Any more, at least, than he was already going to have.
Narrowly careening over a group of residential houses, the sorcerer’s mind worked on overdrive, jamming the instruments to a hard left The vessel finally impacted the lake that existed beside the city, sputtering a large crash and sending the Vahla inside toppling from his chair.
The light freighter was already beginning to sink below the lake’s surface as he came to. Moving as quickly as his body would allow, Gale drew his pistol and blasted through the cockpit, clearing the glass with his cloak as he dove into the water and began swimming to shore.
...let’s hope the locals here don’t skin me alive... now I’ve got to find a way off this planet. At least it’s pretty.