Under-New-Stars

The days continued on trudging without much thought, mainly due to the fact that she has not seen a bed in at least two days. That time awake had been spent traversing the galaxy to analyze nearly every clue about what had gone on during the recent attacks. Which likely wasn't the best idea after passing at during the speech but then, this last mission wasn't anything to vital, just to interview some Jedi about what they had seen nothing more and nothing less. It shouldn't be that hard now should it? Well, besides the fact that a little over fifteen years wasn't that long of a time for people to forget a face. Let's just hope my assumption i

Scales’ Word Count: 1885 Solar’s Word Count: 2020     Sidril calmly waited inside of his escape pod, drifting through space. He had managed to snag a bit of extra items alongside his main target; a sith artifact. Tapping on his communicator, getting a bit tired of waiting alongside the still-active ship, he tried to communicate with Shrub.     “Are you almost here? If the ship realizes that I’m in this pod, I’m good as dead.” He reminded the plant child, chiding her on her lateness. Admittedly, he did notify her rather late, but he didn’t know when he was getting off the ship and didn’t want