If Darkness should Fall...

[Darman Kebii'tra]

Vergil looked down at the message displayed on the datapad. He’d been assigned to do some reconnaissance of some old ruins right smack in the middle of the Imperium territories. Vergil wasn’t sure what the thought process was for sending two padawan’s there was, but it was to be a rapid deployment. The planet that was to be investigated was called Dathomir, which historically been home to many different sects of force sensitive’s. Vergil had been a little concerned when reading over the names of some of the prominent groups as they appeared to be dark side practitioners. It would be no doubt that any ruins they came across would be powerful in the dark side.

Perhaps this would be a test towards reaching Knighthood, Vergil mused, and this seemed like a deliberate assignment to a dark place to test his resolve. It would certainly prove to be interesting regardless. Passing through Imperial space would prove excitement enough for the jedi.

Vergil arrived to the assigned hangar. The pair was to be assigned a nondescript ship in order to travel around without attracting the wrong attention. As it was, Vergil was wearing one of the normal sets of clothes that he possessed. The other two pairs that he’d received were haphazardly thrown in the duffel he was carrying. Vergil unconsciously felt for his lightsaber at its normal spot, which was hidden away in a secret pocket with his durasteel armor. The duffel wouldn’t pass a normal security sweep, but Vergil planned to hide the contraband on the ship until they’d arrived to Dathomir.

Vergil waited by the landing ramp of the small freighter that they’d been given. It was a YV-929 or something close to a beat-up version of one. Vergil supposed that it would be usable, but an extended trip probably be boring to the extreme in this crate. He hoped that this other Padawan, Sil, would be a good conversational partner. Perhaps, if he was lucky, there would be space onboard to practice during their trip. But he’d tour the ship soon enough, for now he would wait for Sil to arrive.

@CSantanna

 

[CSantanna]

He was late very late in fact, a combination of both staying up late to look up some information on the possible flora that one might come across on Dathomir and the deciding to work out. Sure at the time it seemed like an excellent plan, to work on the Pecs but now a very bad idea. You could tell because Sil was running at full sprint down a hall in order to get to the ship. Recalling a bit of information one of the date cards, related something about the planet being very force sensitive but it was closer to the dark side of the force if anything. That might pose a slight problem when they got down to the planet. Hopeful there will be a few area that are strong to the light side of the force as well.

"Pardon me , coming through, Nautolan on a mission here, or a run which ever you prefer !" Sil yells as he narrowly avoids running into a pair of Togurtas. Sliding against the metal side of the corridor so slip pass raising his bag over his head. It was stuffed to the brim full of medical supplies, a change of clothes, his official padawan uniform. His lightsabers were wrapped in said uniform. "Hmm they were pretty cute I wonder if..., wait I'm still later need to get to the ship." Sliding his bag back over his shoulder and tighten the straps, Trying to remember the path in his head. It was the second left then the third right and finally a fourth right and I should be there. I already took the right so the hanger should be coming out on my right. Grabbing the pole swinging around into the door way.

This was proper the ship here YV-929, didn't thing that they would be flying there in that. Nice. Slowing his run down to a jog, stopping before he got on to the ramp of the ship. There was someone standing in the entrance, a zabrak sweet horns. More than likely this was to be his contact and partner on the mission. Walking up to him sticking out his hand for a hand shake. "How are you my new friend, I trust you had a good night sleep. If you did then at least you have something strong to drink you know to get the blood moving." That was a good start as any to get the day moving.

 

[Darman Kebii'tra]

Vergil was a little surprised at the speed at which the Nautolan approached him. Perhaps this was because Vergil was never truly in a hurry, even when he was late. "How are you my new friend, I trust you had a good night sleep. If you did then at least you have something strong to drink you know to get the blood moving." Vergil smiled as he took the squidman's extended hand and shook it. Vergil was a little taken aback by the cheerfulness of his fellow padawan.

"This Mandalorian I met once showed me how to brew a mean cup of cafe," He gestured to board the ship. "And by mean, I can vouch that this was the blackest, most disgusting drink I've ever had. But it'll get you moving faster than a nuna with it's behind on fire. I'm Vergil by the way, nice to meet you. It seems like you and I will be partners for a little while, but it sounds like we'll be great friends. But you might want to change. We'll have to make a couple stops on our way through the Empire and we don't want to be caught, do we?"

Vergil turned to begin walking up the ramp of the ship. "I hate to rush things," He called over his shoulder, "But do you mind if we go ahead and get this show on the road? I want be out of here before the Evolution's next jump."

After looking through a couple rooms, Vergil found a cabin suited to his needs, primarily having a sani-steam and enough space to practice his swings. He set down his bag on the bed and put away his armor and saber in the hidden compartment under his bed. It was fairly well hidden, but nothing an intensive scan wouldn't find. Following that he put away his other pairs of clothes and went up to the cockpit. He'd never been on a 929, but his friend a 666. The controls didn't look to different from those.

As Vergil began running the ships diagnostics and pre-flight checklist he called back to Sil, "Hey, before I submit our flight plan is there anywhere you want to stop on the way to Dathomir? Need any supplies or powerpacks?"

 

[CSantanna]

"Well that sounds delightful, just like mama tried to make it. So I will be taking you up on that cup, whenever you get a chance. You do have a point about that changing I have a spare set of clothes in my bag. I jump in a spare room and change in something inconspicuous in a second."

Following him into of the ship. The steel hull of the craft warping around them as then go deeper into ship. I was a nice ship for an empire vessel, classic old but reliable feel. " Feel free , no need to be here an longer that we should. As they say time waits for no man or woman in some cases. if you don't mind my friend I must find a cabin so I can change and get settled, I'll see you once we take off."

Wandering further into the ship , poking his head into the various empty cabins on the ship. Finding a nice empty room not to large, the hull a bronze in colour from the aging for the ship. Throwing his bag on the bed that was supplied, pulling off his robes. Grabbing a light blue tank top from out the bag and pair of dark cargo pants. grabbing his sabres and wrapping in the bundle of clothes. Stuffing then back in the bag before glancing around the room, look for a place to hind bundle until they reached their destination. Lifting up the matt rest on his bed and resting his bad on the frame. Lowering it down on to the frame effective hiding his bag. Once it looked like his supplies were hidden from preying eye, he went to the cockpit. Seeing that Vergil was already there and ready.

"Hey, before I submit our flight plan is there anywhere you want to stop on the way to Dathomir? Need any supplies or powerpacks?" " Nan I should be ready, got enough medical supplies to treat a small team and enough rations for at least three week."

 

[Darman Kebii'tra]

Vergil nodded, and when he finished the checklist, proceeded to guide the freighter off of the Evolution. Hit would be wishful thinking to hope that this would be a nice trip, yet the thought continued unabated. With the guidance of the ground controllers, it was fairly easy to pilot the ship out of the gigantic cavern that was the hangar of the Star Destroyer. The controls really weren't much different from the YV-666, but just enough to cause a little confusion at first. When the blinking green lights of the hangar were replaced by the blinking white of the stars of space Vergil turned to his partner. He keyed in the first coordinates for their trip into the Navicomputer.

"Here we go." He said as he pushed the lever dropping them into hyperspace. "So it seems that we've exploring some dark sider ruins. What do you think of that?"

(OOC: If you'd rather. I can edit the post so that we're arriving to Dathomir instead.)

 

[CSantanna]

If we're to land right outside the ruin that would give easy access to the ship and if we come in low it would be easy to avoid. That might just be the best option of all that is on the table. Worst case scenario it would be easy to get back to the ship for medical attention.

"Yea take her closer to the ruins, you never know what we might find and have to get back to the ship in a short order. Or in a worst case scenario we might have to high tail it out of there. As my papas used to say even the best devised plan can go to pieces" He was staring out of the window as the travel the colors of hyperspace always amazed him.