(^^^The station^^^)
The sounds of the ship's engine and the dull sound of velocities through space where all that could be heared. A medium sized ship drifted toward a gloomy site, what appeared to be a derelict space station orbited no planet, no star it merely was there. Empty. Dead.
The ship that drifted towards this derelict space station was an intriuging design. Looking like a very large fighter but with a large interior, capable of scouting, bombing and other varied ship tactics. The proprieter of the ship was a Miralukan, a female with striking purple hair, that framed her magnificent feature's. Her face was taken up by her visor, which posessed four violet light's across the front.
She sat in the cockpit of her ship, gawking out the window at the station before her. It was not relaying any sort of distress signal, it had no signs of life and all power was down. It was a research outpost of some sort, something that was not of republic origin. Most likely illegal in that regard, which is what brought the Miralukan here.
She was known by the name of Mira Hasan. A pirate without a faction, she usually kept to herself and gathered her intel through very discreet means. Usually resulting in her knowing about the lesser known areas of space. And it's treasures of course. She stood over five feet in height, with a medium bust and curvy feature's. She was beautiful, which got her in many dark situtation's when she was a youngling among the stars.
But now was not a time to rest upon thought's of the past. Now was a time for exploration. And most likely, thievery of such a profitable looking expedition.
And so she sought out a place to land.
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