The hull of the Lancer Pursuit Craft thrummed quietly within the cockpit as Blank brought the ship out of hyperspace at the edge of the Zaddja system. It was a simple scouting run, looking for likely places to run some operations in the area from and the planet seemed like the perfect hideaway.
Why? That was simple. There was nothing there.
That was not, of course, what Blank had told Kyusil Veren (@Pazaakly ). The exact words were lost to the past, but Blank believed they were something along the lines of, "of course theres stuff there to spice up your drip". The words had been selective however in that it wasn't technically a lie. There was spice in a nearby system. The kind that would make your nose drip. The words worked.
"Here we go, first stop, Zaddja. She said with an amused smirk on her lips under the helmet. The planet was basically an uninhabited wasteland surrounded by an asteroid field. The perfect place for a covert to tuck away in. "So what's your deal?" She asked while bringing the ship zooming in towards the asteroid field, giving the fancily clad Mandalorian a quick look.
Why? That was simple. There was nothing there.
That was not, of course, what Blank had told Kyusil Veren (@Pazaakly ). The exact words were lost to the past, but Blank believed they were something along the lines of, "of course theres stuff there to spice up your drip". The words had been selective however in that it wasn't technically a lie. There was spice in a nearby system. The kind that would make your nose drip. The words worked.
"Here we go, first stop, Zaddja. She said with an amused smirk on her lips under the helmet. The planet was basically an uninhabited wasteland surrounded by an asteroid field. The perfect place for a covert to tuck away in. "So what's your deal?" She asked while bringing the ship zooming in towards the asteroid field, giving the fancily clad Mandalorian a quick look.