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infinitest ([personal profile] infinitest) wrote2013-08-08 11:48 pm

Flashpoint

Carrick Station, the main hub of the Republic Fleet; nearing 300 years since its construction, the massive spacedock is kept in near-pristine condition, ready to cater to the needs of thousands of crews and passengers every day-cycle.

Every pilot worth of the name knows the hyperlane coordinates to Carrick, and will visit the place at least once in their lifetime.
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[personal profile] aeons_crackshot 2013-08-15 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
Annabelle nods. "I can keep her in my thoughts, if you like?" It's....pretty much worthless, but it's all she can offer.
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[personal profile] aeons_crackshot 2013-08-15 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
Annabelle shakes her head. "Haven't got any family left alive."

She frowns. "My ship was stolen, and the last information we could find was that it was taken to Coruscant."
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[personal profile] aeons_crackshot 2013-08-15 07:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"Authorities..." Annabelle starts, perplexed. Oh, right. THOSE PEOPLE. The ones most people turn to for help with shit like this.

"That....hadn't occurred to me, actually," Annabelle admits. "Authorities and I ah, don't have the best history."

Like the guy she dumped out an airlock on Coruscant a few months ago that she would have SWORN was a fake Customs agent, because legit customs officials ask for credits to look the other way not sex.
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[personal profile] aeons_crackshot 2013-08-15 08:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Probably, yes. >.>

"Thank you," Annabelle says with a smile and a kiss. For the good wishes and for not making a fuss.
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[personal profile] aeons_crackshot 2013-08-16 03:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't envy you that," Annabelle says with a small chuckle. "Best of luck, Onemi."

Time to get dressed and discretely exit Onemi's room. Then, find Corso and check out of the Esseles.