Post by Darth Reaver on Jul 7, 2015 23:52:13 GMT
The Halmad system, an isolated god forsaken area in the Outer Rim territories, far off the beaten track notable only for its strategic location at the hub of a number of Hyperspace routes. Centuries ago it had a thriving mining industry, but the ore long ago ran out., leaving the Vahaba asteroid belt full of abandoned mining stations. Now an ancient battered Eta class Shuttle showing evidence of numerous makeshift repairs jumped into the system and headed towards an abandoned Tonheld Mining corporation site known as A3.
As the shuttle entered the hanger, the young JedI piloting it noted that the force shield was activated and that the Atmosphere whilst stale was still breathable. The Jedi swallowed deeply and momentarily his usual poise threatened to desert him, his master had always told him to be mindfull of his feelings, now noting the nervousness he felt he took a couple of deep breaths to calm down, what he was doing now was risky enough and against the direct instructions of the councill and wishes of his old master. “Still” he thought “I MUST make the attempt, I owe him that much at least”. Exiting the shuttle he felt his senses heightened, the crunch of gravel under his feet, the only sound in the cavernous interior, the mist of his breath hanging before him in the chill. On the opposite side of the Hanger sat a well maintained E-wing with a red body and black wings. Incongruously he noted an old dust covered New Republic Starfighter Corps uniform folded neatly and placed on a shelf.
Concentrating he felt a familiar presence, familiar but now twisted … “You were foolish to come here and face me by yourself Krion”. A voice interrupted his musings at once horribly familiar but in a tone he had never heard before, “I have to try Calan, you know that” he replied without turning . “Do not call me that…” the same voice replied as Krion held both arms out to his side and turned to face the other occupant. He saw a medium sized stocky figure, leaning nonchalantly apparently relxed against a wall. It was dressed in black coloured light padded armour with a scarlett sleeveless robe tied around the waist and gaping open at the chest, revealing a Mandalorian breast plate below “…that name no longer has any meaning for me” Darth Reaver straightened up and looked coldly across the hanger………
As the shuttle entered the hanger, the young JedI piloting it noted that the force shield was activated and that the Atmosphere whilst stale was still breathable. The Jedi swallowed deeply and momentarily his usual poise threatened to desert him, his master had always told him to be mindfull of his feelings, now noting the nervousness he felt he took a couple of deep breaths to calm down, what he was doing now was risky enough and against the direct instructions of the councill and wishes of his old master. “Still” he thought “I MUST make the attempt, I owe him that much at least”. Exiting the shuttle he felt his senses heightened, the crunch of gravel under his feet, the only sound in the cavernous interior, the mist of his breath hanging before him in the chill. On the opposite side of the Hanger sat a well maintained E-wing with a red body and black wings. Incongruously he noted an old dust covered New Republic Starfighter Corps uniform folded neatly and placed on a shelf.
Concentrating he felt a familiar presence, familiar but now twisted … “You were foolish to come here and face me by yourself Krion”. A voice interrupted his musings at once horribly familiar but in a tone he had never heard before, “I have to try Calan, you know that” he replied without turning . “Do not call me that…” the same voice replied as Krion held both arms out to his side and turned to face the other occupant. He saw a medium sized stocky figure, leaning nonchalantly apparently relxed against a wall. It was dressed in black coloured light padded armour with a scarlett sleeveless robe tied around the waist and gaping open at the chest, revealing a Mandalorian breast plate below “…that name no longer has any meaning for me” Darth Reaver straightened up and looked coldly across the hanger………