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[Lucian Belgrave]

Lucian's exploits of sneaking around had begun to spread, at least among other padawans, as he was never in bed when curfew struck. Eventually, a small group pressed him about his whereabouts, and he simply told the truth; he had no idea each time, and there were always different reasons. His little trips outside of Starlight were usually off the cuff and determined by what interested him at the time. For his current little adventure, he had learned about a celestial event that took place on Eiram: the stars were apparently able to light the sky like a Christmas tree and flood it with color. Born on Tatooine, the only experience he had was the unrelenting heat of the twin suns, and he was eager to expand his horizons.

That same infectious feeling of being bored had spread to others, and they had asked to join him on his next escape. The group was large at first, but eventually fear whittled the numbers down to an unknown few. Lucian was glad for the dropouts, as more people meant more chances for something to go wrong.

Lucian waited in the hanger to see who was left, his arms crossed over his chest as he tapped his foot to the music playing from his headphones. Like always, his eyes were closed, his head bobbing to the music as he mouthed the words, sinking into his own realm. When he was stressed, his true escape was music, and a bunch of "new faces" joining him began to eat at his nerves a little. He had already been caught once, and he didn't need another mark against him.

A few feet away from Lucian would be the ship that he intended to take to the surface. The process was streamlined at this point for him, as he knew the ship like the back of his hand. As his fingers tapped against his biceps, he glanced toward the hanger doors, curious to see who decided to actually come.

@Altaris

 

[Ferrin Sipal]

Ferrin needed very little convincing to leave Starlight for the celestial phenomena. After his recovery from encountering Darth Raze, the Pantoran has delved right back into active duty for the Jedi - seeming to bound from one mission to the next. Lingering on the cusp of his own Knighthood, Ferrin happily took the opportunity to explore a bit of Eiram for himself.

Though he didn’t know Lucian more than in passing, the Pantoran figured that was about to change rather rapidly.

It didn’t take long for Ferrin to arrive at the hangar - rounding the corner from the nearest adjacent hallway. He was dressed in a pair of slacks and button-down, leaving the top few buttons undone at the top. His naturally violet hair was messily combed into place, vibrant against the bright lights of the station hangar. A pair of earbuds were pressed into his ears - blaring his own music loud enough to be heard by those closest to him. They had been a gift from Ezra and were entirely out of his price range under normal circumstances, which meant that the Pantoran flaunted them even more.

“Sup,” He greeted Lucian with a jut of his chin, both hands tucked casually onto the pockets of his slacks. There was a part of him that immediately hoped they would be the only two leaving for Eiram that evening, if only to minimize the potential complications that seemed to occur whenever too many Jedi were present at any given setting.

 

[Lucian Belgrave]

To his surprise, only one extra head would join him on this little escapade. Even with the droid and hanger schedules that he had procured for them, thanks to Ezra offering him the idea, the rest had dropped out. Lucian barely knew who the Padawan was, having only seen him during training or class, but his respect immediately went up for him for following through.

"Yo, name's Lucian," He greeted him back casually as he pushed off the crate and stood to his full height. He held up his forearm for Ferrin to smack against with his to officially complete their greeting. His headphones were pushed to his shoulders after he cocked his head toward a nearby ship and said, "Well, let's not slack any longer. Welcome to the Belgrave Express; I'll happily be your captain." Though his tone was light, they really did have to get moving.

Making his way over to the dingy transport, the kind that nobody would notice missing for a few hours, he tossed his bag through the open door and gestured for Ferrin to make himself at home. While that happened, Lucian went over to the nav computers and fiddled with the machinery for a few seconds before eventually pulling out a chip—the nav log for the ship. Past mistakes were all he needed to not make them again. The chip would be slipped into his pocket before he crossed back into the main hold, leaning against the doorframe before asking, "Are you ready to go?"

 

[Ferrin Sipal]

Ferrin offered Lucian a sly smirk - extending his forearm to smack against the other Padawan’s own in greeting. “Ferrin,” He said simply. While the Pantoran recognized the name and almost certainly had seen Lucian in passing at some point during the years, it was the first time the two of them had properly been introduced. Popping out only one of his EzPods, the Pantoran glanced over his shoulder - making clear note of the lack of anyone else.

“Everyone else just chicken shit, or the Belgrave Express come with a list of casualties I don’t know about?” He said after a moment. The smile tugging at his lips, however, hinted that he wasn’t entirely serious.

Of course, Ferrin had no real intention of sticking around in the open. He quickly tugged his bag onto his shoulder and climbed up the durasteel ramp of the hooptie shuttle - ignoring the fact that the damn thing looked older than Yoda. He was quick to stow his belongings within one of the cabins before rounding back towards the cockpit - meeting Lucian back into the main hold. He offered the Padawan a mere nod of his head. “Whenever you’re ready,”

The flight to Eiram would be a short one, and Ferrin only hoped smoother than the last time. His mission with Scrub Squad had begun with disaster, crash landing onto the planet due to some gravitational anomaly encountered within the system. With any luck, they’d avoid anything of the sort this time around.

“Ain’t your first time I take it?”