Ysera Daegella - Snapshot
Post I: Ethan
Outer Rim Territory
The Damsels’ Distress
The ship rocked for a moment as each of them were plastered into their seats, the three men exchanging glances as they felt the turbulence of the ship rocketing through hyperspace. “Are we sure this a is a good idea?” Chris called out from his seat to the Twi’lek twin sisters in the cockpit.
“Yea, we do this all the time!” Kasula called back, not taking her eyes off one of the many screens.
Ethan reached into his robe and produced a flask, drinking from it without a word. He glanced over to see both Chris and Maximus staring at him, one obviously wearing a disapproving look while the other could only be assumed. Ethan offered the flask to the two of them, but neither made a move to take it from them. He then just shrugged and swigged more before replacing it into his robe.
“Exiting hyperspace now!” Ysera yelled as the ship decelerated, the view of Nancora Prime suddenly filling the view. The ship jerked suddenly to one side as it narrowly dodged past a piece of debris. “We are just past the blockade, they likely know we are here but if we are lucky they will never catch us.”
The three men gripped their seats tightly as they felt the turbulence get worse, entering the planet’s atmosphere. “What about the intel we did get? Is there a place for us to go ghost?”
A few seconds ticked by before Kasula responded, “Yes! There is a sandstorm going on, big one just like they said.”
“Alright, then let’s disappear into it and try and get this mission over as quickly as possible. The rest of the fleet will be engaging the blockade in less than thirty minutes. They can only hold them off for so long to keep an opening for us, so time is of the essence.” Chris spoke with authority. “The faster we are out of there, the better.”