Nar Shaddaa

It didn't look like anything special but the Terror Star could really kick it through hyperspace. Once the team was assembled he showed them to the bridge to watch the jump and then to their quarters. Everything interesting had been locked away in his private chamber, and he locked the door before getting some shut eye. It was going to be an interesting trip.

(OOC: Jo'ren will be sleeping in these timeslots but if others are awake and want to RP please feel free!)

Vec had taken a nap earlier while waiting at the spaceport with proper tourist accommodations, sleeping atop of crates and using his backpack as a pillow. He was awake for the earlier part of the flight. It was perhaps surprising that his ride was a light freighter, he had imagined that he would be riding in a civilian craft fit for a family of four for some reason. Maybe it's because the number of kids he was travelling with. That gave him some space and all the leg room that he wanted.

As the Terror Star made its way to the intended destination, he was found sitting at a table (or a makeshift one) and cleaning the parts of his pistol.