This seemed to be a long time coming and perhaps it was pretty much well over due, actually it was long over due given that it had been a good six or so years since she had left the Jedi Order - and in that time not once had set set foot on her true homeworld! Stepping up from the flight console of the Rim Hopper, the fiery haired spacer stretched out her arms as she rolled her head back and forth from each side, stretching out her muscles after a good few hour long stretch cooped up in the cockpit of the freighter. AS she stepped away from flight controls, the fiery haired female turned her attention towards the main power control switches, her metallic arm stretching up to toggle at the various buttons and switches to power down the engines and shift the ships systems onto the auxiliary batteries.
Stepping through the threshold of the cockpit and through to the corridor, Eisa stopped as she drew level with the quarters that had been set aside for her crew mate. With a quick rap of her cybernetic knuckles against the bulkhead door, the pilot knocked a few times to get the little sabotage droids attention - no doubt pulling her away from dissecting the latest additions to the ever growing scrap pile that was building within Curse's quarters. "Oi Curse, that's us docked. Wanna go explore Black-Spire? Hear there's a droid depot there" Eisa spoke out, pausing for a moment to hear for the droids response before heading down towards the cargo deck and over towards the boarding ramp.
With a slight sense of trepidation, the fiery haired pilot approached the ramp controls, her eyes closing as she took a deep breath. Whilst on her landing approach she had managed to get a glimpse of where she had originally grown up , before she was handed over to the Jedi by her parents when she was not but a babe in her mothers arms. But what ever glimpses she could make were brief and fleeting, the Rim Hopper was dinged up enough as it was, without adding in a few more scrapes from passing over the mountains a little too closely. With a quick punch Eisa hammered on the ramp release button, and watched as the door gradually ground its way down, revealing a bustling settlement that was broken up by towering black stone spires that reached out far beyond the height of the tallest building.
Taking a deep breath of the fresh air, the fiery haired pilot grinned as her bright emerald eyes took in the sight that was revealed to her. It certainly lacked the mass sprawl of the core worlds, but it was by no means remote and isolated like how it was on Ajan Kloss, a wild grin curled at the edge of her lips as the notion that this outpost would be the perfect spot to hide out if any of the motley pair's antics got a little dicey and they needed to lay low. Stepping down the ramp, Eisa shifted her attention to the star port's crew and tossed em the ship's docking card and a few credit sticks for her landing fees - before returning her attention back to the approach of her companion, holding her cybernetic arm out to the side for Curse to scramble up. "All set bud?" Eisa questioned before heading out of the star port and towards the outpost ahead of them.
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