PT2 - Aboard the Crow

Raven climbed out of the bed, and in a stupor, fell on the cold, durasteel floor. She savored the coldness, and using the force, pushed herself to her feet. She then took some time to use the refresher, and to get dressed. She did not wear a "standard" jedi uniform. Then again, almost no one did at the academy. This was part of the 'Individuality" idea of the New Jedi Order. But this wasn't something she was complaining about, oh no.

Her uniform was an outfit she had wore when she lived on coresant. It consisted of a red leather tunic, armor for her shoulders, legs, and arms. She wore boots that came up to her calf, and each had five buckles up the side. The outfit also had a shield system built in, so she was protected from blaster fire, at least until the system fails.

Once she had this on, she went to the bridge. The bridge's com system was flashing. A erotic, female voice spoke as she entered.

"Ah, Raven. You got a message from Zef. You want to hear it?"

Raven sat in the forward chair. "Sure, display it."

A hologram of Zef appeared where Desha's image had been.

"I managed to find something on the Imperial records on Coresant about a base here. Only problem is, it doesn't list exact coordinates. I have looked, but it just seems to be the remains of an outpost. Im not sure if you will check it out, but I've transmitted the coordinates to Desha, and she should have them soon. Message me if you find anything".

Once the message stopped, Zef dissapeared and the glowing red avatar of Desha reappeared. "I have the coordinates, and I've also checked on the terrain of the area. It is possible to land there."

"How far is it from here?" Raven asked.

"Not to far. Aside from what it seems, Ztach is not all cityscape. But you know that". Desha said.

"Okay then. Whenever your ready." Raven said, beginning the launch.