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Post by Swil Kit Fisto on May 29, 2008 20:07:15 GMT -4
Hannibal’s eyes glazed over as he saw his ship blow into millions of pieces, he thought of the many loyal crewmembers that Swil made him leave behind. He took a second glance to bid farewell to fallen crew, and went back to the pilot seat.
Swil was off in the back of the ship meditating on what his next move would be. He felt a disturbance coming from the mid-rim territories earlier, which is where he had originally heading before his ship was hijacked. As he focused it became clear, he needed to go to the mid-rim territory of Manann. He wasn’t sure what he had to do there but the force was definitely leading him there.
Swil made his way from the sleeping quarters to the cockpit. “Hannibal, set route for Manann.”
“Yes, Master. And may I ask what are we doing there?”
“We’re meeting someone, I think. Maybe not, truth is I’m not sure what will happen, we just need to be prepared for anything. I do not sense death in the future for us, but we still need to be wary.”
“Whatever you say Master. If we stay at this pace, we will be there in a few hours.”
“Excellent job Hannibal, I sense you are going to be a very good apprentice.”
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