[center][h1][b][i][color=468746]Luke Teth[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://65.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m46nvkWI6e1qaq0qf.gif[/img][hr][b][color=468746]Location:[/color][/b]The Bridge[hr][/center]

Looking over at Stehrr, he nodded his head as he watched the Wookiee, leaning back in his chair as he watched space roll by, knowing that before too long they would be entering the Tatooine system. [b][color=468746]"I'm sure she'll find the time to scold me, then everything'll go back to normal."[/color][/b] As if on queue, Luke turned in his seat somewhat to meet the approaching footsteps, Kayala coming into view as she made her way up to the bridge. He had assumed she'd just scold him like she tended to, but what he got was a little more dramatic and unexpected.

Luke wasn't quite sure he'd ever heard Kayala yell, not in this way anyway, she was clearly upset, not just angry. It made him somewhat concerned, less-so now over his poor decision-making, but over what might have been on her mind otherwise, Luke had always never been amazing at making decisions himself, he often overlooked something and had to go back over it, it was why he had the meetings before-hand. However, that was when the scolding came in, not this, something had to be wrong that was more than just this whole thing, at least that was how it was in Luke's mind.

As she left, Luke turned his gaze over to Stehrr, letting out a sigh as he turned back to the controls. [b][color=468746]"Y'know pal, there's times I really, really wish I was still running guns and contraband."[/color][/b] Rogues like the one and only Han Solo may have turned out to make skilled leaders, but it wasn't always the case. Luke and many others had been taken from lives of crime or generally insignificant military service and in certain cases forced into positions of leadership, the only time Luke had really excelled was leading fighters, it was different there. Part of him just didn't have the drive to adapt to ground leadership, the only thing that kept him trying was not wanting to let the others down, but he'd always had the thoughts of retirement in mind, heading back to the life he was used to. Not that he'd brought it to any of the crew, not even Sutton.

Turning his gaze over to Sutton, he gave her a nod as she came back, reaching up to the console before him. [b][color=468746]"Should be here just about... Now..."[/color][/b] He dragged the accelerator back some, slowly the ship shuddering as it came out of hyperspace a bit of a distance from Tatooine itself, it would be a short flight from here, but they'd come out far enough to avoid Imperial sensors. Looking over at her at her question, he chuckled, nodding. [b][color=468746]"Think I look rogueish enough?"[/color][/b] He asked in kind, trying to put the incident with Kayala out of his mind for the moment.

[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=E46067]Kordath Targon[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://metrouk2.files.wordpress.com/2014/08/colinfirth1.gif?w=620&h=348&crop=1[/img][hr][b][color=E46067]Location:[/color][/b]His Quarters -> Hangar C[hr][/center]

Making his way to his quarters, Kordath cleared his throat as he moved to his display case, working his way out of his uniform as he changed into his more combat-oriented gear. It wasn't particularly often that Kordath wore something other than his usual gear, but his combat get-up sometimes let him blend in even more, it was complex, had an Imperial touch to it of course, but the styling as well was almost distinctly Mandalorian, helped to blend in with the scum and bounty hunters on any other planet.

Along with his armour, Kordath secured his Bo-rifle, running his fingers lightly over the weapon before he slung it over his shoulders. He took one last look at himself in the mirror and gave a winning smile before he placed his helmet onto his head, locking it into place before he moved out of his room and down the hall. It didn't take long to reach Hangar C, where a Lambda-class shuttle was already waiting for them all. He could see everyone was already starting to form up, smiling as he moved over to them all and nodded. 

[b][color=E46067]"Well then, let's get underway, shall we?"[/color][/b] He'd say, moving up into the Shuttle and into the pilot's compartment, letting everyone get aboard and settled before he'd start the take-off procedure, piloting the ship out of the Hangar and back down toward the planet below.