"Ascending Dawn." Mabon's mind ran through the descriptions he had seen on the information brackets. His mind worked well with this, it made sense. Categorized, aligned, organized perfectly.
"She's a beautiful bird, fast, great pilot. Not much else is known about her other than an automated defense system. No one knows what kind of crew she has but right now..." He walked over to the terminal and pulled up her current information. "One soul on board, low life signs. May be a trap for idiots like us. Or the moron is overconfident. I'm betting on the former, that's what I would do." Mabon stepped back and cupped his chin, thinking of the possibilities.
"We have two options, bantha-shitting our way in, or a direct assault." He walked out of the bridge and toward the exit of the ship. "Droids, keep this place secure and only accessible for me. Once I leave, lock her down. Be ready to take off and pick me up if need be." Mabon was already kitted, he assumed that Bran would follow him, they had plenty of time to prep.
"We're going to need your tech skills. Are you good at slicing under pressure?" Mabon spoke as he walked down the ramp, his weaponry laid upon his person in natural and efficient places for him to easily access them. His HUD was garbage, something standard and antiquated, no real information. He would have to fix that soon. Get something new.
"She's a beautiful bird, fast, great pilot. Not much else is known about her other than an automated defense system. No one knows what kind of crew she has but right now..." He walked over to the terminal and pulled up her current information. "One soul on board, low life signs. May be a trap for idiots like us. Or the moron is overconfident. I'm betting on the former, that's what I would do." Mabon stepped back and cupped his chin, thinking of the possibilities.
"We have two options, bantha-shitting our way in, or a direct assault." He walked out of the bridge and toward the exit of the ship. "Droids, keep this place secure and only accessible for me. Once I leave, lock her down. Be ready to take off and pick me up if need be." Mabon was already kitted, he assumed that Bran would follow him, they had plenty of time to prep.
"We're going to need your tech skills. Are you good at slicing under pressure?" Mabon spoke as he walked down the ramp, his weaponry laid upon his person in natural and efficient places for him to easily access them. His HUD was garbage, something standard and antiquated, no real information. He would have to fix that soon. Get something new.