Ylesia Planetary Space
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Hector Bloodborn
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Ylesia Planetary Space
The Space Around Ylesia - a planet primarily controlled by the Besadii Hutt clan.
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Hector Bloodborn
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Re: Ylesia Planetary Space
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A heavily modified Sienar Sigma-class shuttle with its namesake emblazoned on the side, the Desert Dragon, slammed out from hyperspace with a pair of identical blond Mando’ade at the helm. The shuttle’s current copilot, Hadrian, sensibly ran the jammers and cloak. The pilot, Hector, barreled the craft on into the Cha Raaba system.
“A Breshig tar is a soaring soul,
As free as a mountain bird,”
“His energetic fist
Should be ready to resist,
“A dictatorial word!”
There’d been a few shots fired over the craft’s interior acoustic systems over the flight’s duration, but currently at least two thirds of the crew were in a blaring, adolescent-voice-crackling, sort of harmony that shrugged away from technique and went straight for enthusiasm.
“His nose should pant—”
“—and his lip should curl,”
“His cheeks should flame—”
“—and his brow should furl,”
The twins sang their parts loudly back and forth to each other, Hector shot the ’Dragon past Teth and swerved into Ylesia orbit.
———
A heavily modified Sienar Sigma-class shuttle with its namesake emblazoned on the side, the Desert Dragon, slammed out from hyperspace with a pair of identical blond Mando’ade at the helm. The shuttle’s current copilot, Hadrian, sensibly ran the jammers and cloak. The pilot, Hector, barreled the craft on into the Cha Raaba system.
“A Breshig tar is a soaring soul,
As free as a mountain bird,”
“His energetic fist
Should be ready to resist,
“A dictatorial word!”
There’d been a few shots fired over the craft’s interior acoustic systems over the flight’s duration, but currently at least two thirds of the crew were in a blaring, adolescent-voice-crackling, sort of harmony that shrugged away from technique and went straight for enthusiasm.
“His nose should pant—”
“—and his lip should curl,”
“His cheeks should flame—”
“—and his brow should furl,”
The twins sang their parts loudly back and forth to each other, Hector shot the ’Dragon past Teth and swerved into Ylesia orbit.
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Hadrian Cerof
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Re: Ylesia Planetary Space
Hadrian made a few covert scans.
“His bosom should heave—”
“—and his heart should glow—”
Hadrian linked the shuttle up with current ‘Peace City’ timezones, triggering an almost totally inaudible ‘ping’ in all of their HUDs as a variety of local data and comm-waves static became available to each of them.
“—And his fist be ever ready for a knock-down blow!” Both twins belted as one.
“His eyes should flash with an inborn fire—"
“—His brow with scorn be wrung…”
About 20 hours local-time before rendezvous with the contact. Perfect.
“He never should bow down
to a domineering frown—"
“His bosom should heave—”
“—and his heart should glow—”
Hadrian linked the shuttle up with current ‘Peace City’ timezones, triggering an almost totally inaudible ‘ping’ in all of their HUDs as a variety of local data and comm-waves static became available to each of them.
“—And his fist be ever ready for a knock-down blow!” Both twins belted as one.
“His eyes should flash with an inborn fire—"
“—His brow with scorn be wrung…”
About 20 hours local-time before rendezvous with the contact. Perfect.
“He never should bow down
to a domineering frown—"
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Hector Bloodborn
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Re: Ylesia Planetary Space
"—Or the tang of a tyrant tongue!"
Hector glanced over his shoulder and flashed -Land? Or wait?- in hand signals at their 3rd crew member while he belted on alongside his twin. There was no time like the present as far as he was concerned, but he wasn't exactly the strategist for this operation; and he wasn't pretending to be.
"His foot should stamp,"
"And his..."
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-ooc- Thank you, Gilbert and Sullivan. And Patrick Stewart, Michael Dorn, and Brent Spiner. We appreciate you.
Hector glanced over his shoulder and flashed -Land? Or wait?- in hand signals at their 3rd crew member while he belted on alongside his twin. There was no time like the present as far as he was concerned, but he wasn't exactly the strategist for this operation; and he wasn't pretending to be.
"His foot should stamp,"
"And his..."
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-ooc- Thank you, Gilbert and Sullivan. And Patrick Stewart, Michael Dorn, and Brent Spiner. We appreciate you.