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Re: Harnaidan
"Pilot, take us to the lower parts of the city. Hopefully the planetary police force finds us before the..."
*The ship jerked down, the pilot pushing the speed. His skills were extraordinary, but this bout of speed was more frustration, than a display of skill; everywhere he took Commandant Lyudmila, they were being followed or hunted*
"Captain, when we land I want you to take Lyubov and land somewhere on this planet. I'll use the secure trace to pick up your signal once I speak with the planetary forces. If they are somehow connected with Moon Co., at least they'll only have me..."
*Captain Kommun nodded*
*The ship continued to sink down toward the lower reaches of the city, the pilot trying to find somewhere that was hidden enough yet not too dangerous for a ship to land. Seeing an open personal landing pad, the pilot sat the ship down. The Lyubov landed behind. The pilot opened the hatch and let Captain Kommun out of the ship*
*Alek walked over to the Lyubov and entered*
*After a few moments, the Lyubov lifted off and flew off to the East. Ulas watched it go as it disappeared above the buildings and smog. Ulas sat in her chair, fitted in the cockpit of the Nu-class Transport. She knew it was only a matter of time before the authorities came and she had no idea what to say. The first thing to judge would be their unlikely trust or even knowledge of Moon Co. Even still, busting through security was not a pleasant introduction*
"You know Ulas..."
*Krystij had come from her quarters to see where the Commandant had brought the troop*
...we should have stayed on Hoth. At least there, we could give the Moonies a good fight."
"That's your problem, Krystij...always looking for a fight."
*Krystij did not say anything, much to Ulas' surprise, but simply walked out of the cockpit. Usually Krystij was first to tell you why you were wrong, but not this time. Somewhere deep inside Ulas, a tiny fleck of emotion almost felt bad for Krystij. That was quickly squashed when the pilot turned around and said...*
"Ma'am, we just got a hit on the radar. Not planetaries, not civilian..."
*Ulas gulped*
"Pilot, there's no way for them to know we're here. Must have been a lucky guess."
*Ulas knew that wasn't true. Either the pilot hadn't hidden their tracks enough or Moon Co had a tracker on them. Either way it was bad...*