"What's life like living on-the-run and under-the-radar you ask? Well you tell me. You've been a part of this rebellion for longer than I have." My friend didn't say anything in response. I guess we were both pretty tired after training on Nar Eurbrikka for a few weeks. Our orders came in yesterday that we were to head to Corellia, my home planet, and leave from there for some backwater gas mining station. We hired passage in a large freighter that was on it's way to the station.
The ship is rusty, another side effect of gas, but it's well kept on the inside. The captain hasn't said much. I guess you get used to silence when your only company is a barrel of Bespin gas. After everything that happened on Corellia I don't mind the silence all that much either. It gives me time to think.
Only a few more hours till we reach the station. I wonder when the next time I run into Nathan will be...
OoC: [Please judge these two pictures separately as two different free builds. If that's breaking a rule of some sort just let me know, I'm new to this concept like many of us here.]