[right][h3]Khulbe’s Palace – Jast[/h3][/right][hr] Jast smiled. “Sounds like a good time. If we’re able to stop by, we will. With a little luck we should be able to get the job done and be back here for the event in time.” “I’m a huge fan,” Telsa added. “I’ll make sure we make it back for it.” “It certainly helps having the fastest ship in the galaxy,” Jast added. “Well, not the galaxy,” Telsa offered, taking a sip of her wine. “The sector, anyway,” Jast answered. “Some sectors.” Jast looked at her. She wore a teasing smile and, had the situation not been so formal, might have been giggling. He returned the smile with a smirk of his own and looked back to Khulbe as he leaned back in his chair. “Most sectors,” he said, taking another drink from his glass. Telsa nodded, acquiescing. “All jokes aside, it’s an amazing ship,” Telsa said. “Jast told me that you were behind funding it. I’m sure you’ll be happy to know I made sure he put your money to good use.” Val had done far more work on the ship over the years and had advised on the purchase and modification of the [i]Raven[/i] every step of the way, but Telsa had made some specific recommendations for the engine and piloting subsystems, part of the deal Jast had agreed to when she’d come on with them. Telsa had flown interceptors during the war, and wanted to again. The [i]Raven[/i] wasn’t an interceptor, but she handled like one more so than any freighter Jast had ever flown. The controls were responsive, almost uncomfortably so, and Val had called Telsa’s thrust and booster choices “ridiculous” and “unnecessary.” They were expensive, too, but the end result was a ship that felt like a podracer, and when Telsa was behind the controls, calling the [i]Raven[/i] the “fastest ship in the galaxy” didn’t feel so crazy.