<span style="font-size: 18px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bfbfbf"><b>It seemed, in this case, even poor Ji'Nisa didn't have much hope for the future. Her new "owner", Julius, had a grip over her like a Rancor over its next dinner and would do with her what he pleased--in this particular case, she was just a good luck charm he would take with her to his business dealings. Thank the Force he at least brought her dressed. Ugh.</b><br/>
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<b>Eventually, the older man found exactly the right asteroid shrouded among the rubble of Alderaan and moved the ship in for a landing. At a distance, one could mistake it just for a normal asteroid or even a piece of Alderaan's rubble, but up close, pieces of structure could be seen jutting out here and there, and even thruster ports would be at several points to keep the whole setup steady. Artificial gravity within behind a set of port doors kept oxygen in. Emergency lights flared as the structure detected the Imperial's ship, and its sole occupant's hand, inside, raced into her pocket to quickly pull out her mask with its supply of emergency oxygen. The field on the one side of the door wasn't always reliable in keeping breathable air in or keeping spacelike conditions out, which would end up killing a person in seconds if they weren't prepared.</b><br/>
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<b>The large door slid open as the YT-2000 slowly made its landing approach, strangely coming in backwards so that the exit later on (in Julius' mind) would be easier. From what Lua could see from the office, the light freighter was already an impressive ship to look at...perhaps it'd be even better to fly.</b></span></span>