Boy, are the guys going to be happy when they've seen how I've brightened
up the room! -Diary of Baka Ma'lik
The familiar alarm pulsed throughout the ship for exactly one standard minute.
"All right already! I'm up!"
Jess Jess clambered out of her cramped bunk and started going through her morning routine. Of course, this one wouldn't be the same relaxing one, but that was expected. The ten-minute hyperspace exit warning was always broadcast everywhere in the ship so that the crew could get strapped in before any problems could present themselves. Even though most of the few functional Corellian YT-1300s left weren't as iffy as the *Millennium Falcon*, the *Gungan Vornskr* had its share of troubles. The ship as a whole was no more than five standard years old, but most of the parts were manufactured not long after the Clone Wars. She had rebuilt the previously ruined craft and added a B-wing airfoil for extra stability. That was before she had hired her crew. Back then, she had only Clipper, her pet vornskr, for company. Now there was a whole list of characters to cause and fix problems on her ship.
Jess Jess turned out of her room and headed toward the cockpit to replace the pilot. *I wish I'd hired a more experienced night shift pilot.* But in the very essence of her being, she knew that in time, the Mon Calamari would be skilled enough to reenter atmosphere on her own.
Clipper ran past her, getting into his usual spot where he always braced himself upon reentry into normal space. The crew had long since given up trying to strap him in. It was bad enough to have to hold him the few times he went to the vet's, but to have to do that every time they went into or came out of hyperspace? He had really good balance anyway. They had no reason to worry about him.
She turned into the cockpit and got ready to take the helm. Elibex Hyroe nodded to the seasoned pilot and left her seat for one of the back two. Jess Jess sat and looked over the sensors.
"Ten seconds to normal space," Janua Dar, her bright blue Twi'lek navigator, announced. Just as the countdown clock reached zero, Jess Jess pulled the lever that shut down the hyperdrive engines and would bring them into real space. The dizzying dazzle of hyperspace elongated into star lines that shrank into stars. They were back in normal space and headed to the capital of the largest government in the galaxy. The comm lines lit up as Coruscant Traffic Control contacted them to give them an approach vector. Once everything was entered into the navicomputer, the crew sat back to enjoy the beautiful view of the night side of Coruscant that was now facing them.
When they had finally reached orbit, they waited another hour to get clearance to land. Jess Jess gently glided the spaceship toward the kilometers high landscape of skyscrapers that was Coruscant. When they reached an altitude where the pressure was the same outside the ship as inside, she opened the vents. Being bottled up in the ship for days with that paint smell had done none of them any good.
up the room! -Diary of Baka Ma'lik
The familiar alarm pulsed throughout the ship for exactly one standard minute.
"All right already! I'm up!"
Jess Jess clambered out of her cramped bunk and started going through her morning routine. Of course, this one wouldn't be the same relaxing one, but that was expected. The ten-minute hyperspace exit warning was always broadcast everywhere in the ship so that the crew could get strapped in before any problems could present themselves. Even though most of the few functional Corellian YT-1300s left weren't as iffy as the *Millennium Falcon*, the *Gungan Vornskr* had its share of troubles. The ship as a whole was no more than five standard years old, but most of the parts were manufactured not long after the Clone Wars. She had rebuilt the previously ruined craft and added a B-wing airfoil for extra stability. That was before she had hired her crew. Back then, she had only Clipper, her pet vornskr, for company. Now there was a whole list of characters to cause and fix problems on her ship.
Jess Jess turned out of her room and headed toward the cockpit to replace the pilot. *I wish I'd hired a more experienced night shift pilot.* But in the very essence of her being, she knew that in time, the Mon Calamari would be skilled enough to reenter atmosphere on her own.
Clipper ran past her, getting into his usual spot where he always braced himself upon reentry into normal space. The crew had long since given up trying to strap him in. It was bad enough to have to hold him the few times he went to the vet's, but to have to do that every time they went into or came out of hyperspace? He had really good balance anyway. They had no reason to worry about him.
She turned into the cockpit and got ready to take the helm. Elibex Hyroe nodded to the seasoned pilot and left her seat for one of the back two. Jess Jess sat and looked over the sensors.
"Ten seconds to normal space," Janua Dar, her bright blue Twi'lek navigator, announced. Just as the countdown clock reached zero, Jess Jess pulled the lever that shut down the hyperdrive engines and would bring them into real space. The dizzying dazzle of hyperspace elongated into star lines that shrank into stars. They were back in normal space and headed to the capital of the largest government in the galaxy. The comm lines lit up as Coruscant Traffic Control contacted them to give them an approach vector. Once everything was entered into the navicomputer, the crew sat back to enjoy the beautiful view of the night side of Coruscant that was now facing them.
When they had finally reached orbit, they waited another hour to get clearance to land. Jess Jess gently glided the spaceship toward the kilometers high landscape of skyscrapers that was Coruscant. When they reached an altitude where the pressure was the same outside the ship as inside, she opened the vents. Being bottled up in the ship for days with that paint smell had done none of them any good.