*The old freighter, Liberty 2, acquired it's clearance to land on the famed Corusucant and took it's directions
towards it's docking bay. The unknown pilot gently set the old "junker" (or so it appeared anyways) into the hangar and shut the engines
completely off. The pilot climbed out of the bridge and towards the back of the ship, where he silently rumbled through the junk on littering the floor,
showing signs of living in this "boat" for quite some time. Finally, the Kiffar jammed on the button to lower the boarding ramp, muttering to
himself.*
"I thought I fixed this the last time I docked... Grr..."
*Slamming the switch down once more, he let a sigh of relief out of his tired body. Just as the ramp came into contact with the ground, the hooded man stepped off of his junker and silently took in his surroundings. Shaking his head he went about his ship, making a few notes of what to get parts for while he's here, his eyes keenly aware of the authorities barring him entrance, again muttering to himself, although this time incoherent.*
"I thought I fixed this the last time I docked... Grr..."
*Slamming the switch down once more, he let a sigh of relief out of his tired body. Just as the ramp came into contact with the ground, the hooded man stepped off of his junker and silently took in his surroundings. Shaking his head he went about his ship, making a few notes of what to get parts for while he's here, his eyes keenly aware of the authorities barring him entrance, again muttering to himself, although this time incoherent.*
