Sun Jan 03, 2010 11:08 am by Erin Darkwell
A single TIE Defender dropped out of hyperspace on the very edge of Adari's orbit, thrusters flashing a radiant white. As it got close enough to be snagged by Adari's natural gravity well, the thrusters powered down and the ship was left at a drift. Any ships trying to I.D. the ship would find that it was registered to one Megan Barnen, a fighter pilot in the Imperial Navy who had gone missing several months ago and who's ship had gone missing. Of course, there really wasn't that much worry of any problems here, because Adari wasn't an Imperial world.
"..."
Erin Darkwell sighed lightly, pushing her bangs back and glancing through the viewport, down at the planet that spun slowly below her. She was dressed simply, a brown tanktop and common pants, with her twin pistols strapped to her thighs, her brown hair pulled back into a sloppy bun, but she wasn't worried about that. She didn't need to make that good of an impression, her resume would speak for itself. She was confident in herself and her skills, and so was almost positive that she would be hired. Reaching out with her free hand, she flicked on her commlink.
:: "This is Erin Darkwell, requesting permission to land and coordinates to the Temple of...the Void?...Look, I'm here to see someone named Sigilius Landeris, can you just tell me where he is?" ::
Satisfied, the woman flipped off the commlink with her forefinger, and then settled back into her seat, making a slight adjustment to her ship's course so that it would continue to orbit the planet at a safe distance of about two kilometers. That done, Erin leaned back her head and closed her eyes, of the opinion that most orbital control stations of planets with security this high usually take at least an hour to grant landing permission...