Veritas had gotten himself set up rather nicely on the Earth-like planet Bonavista, and had been here for some time. He settled down on the planet, if you will, and had gotten rich by playing the markets and investing money (usually gold taken from the pirate’s “unlawful” actions against evil men) in new businesses that would take off. After a few years, he had made back a huge fortune and got himself a mansion in the mountains as well as a personal airliner. It wasn’t like he needed it, but it was the luxury of it all. And did he enjoy luxury. So then, why was he getting on a regular plane, in coach? Because the state had audited him and took most of his money, as well as his plane, which meant he was forced to make the trip for his court hearing on a regular plane.

But for now, he rested in the waiting area until his flight. There were many different races around, but Veritas was definitely in the minority. He waited with headphones in his ears but covered by his long black hair. He wore a long black coat over a black suit, with a dark blue shirt underneath the suit jacket. Many large airliners sat out on the strip, which the man stared at with longing. People hustled and bustled around him, but none of them mattered to the ninja.

He was just waiting for his flight…