Kissimi, Pira Jackson
"
You know there are two ships landed here right now, right? Can't we just use the Andromeda?" Pira finally spoke up.
Kissimi fiddled with her transmitter, trying to find an unjammed channel. She found one, and it just so happened to be the same frequency the medical transport was using. "
Master Shade, do you copy? Bane, do you copy? Please respond." Kissimi smiled and responded for them, "
This is Padawan," she said the word Padawan with an obvious annoyance at being forced to act as if her master was still her master. To her, Window was dead, and she was just a Jedi, not a knight, just a Jedi, "
Kissimi Cresis for Master Shade. I take it you found us alright?"
There was a lighthearted chuckle from the other side that faded quickly. "
We did. But the sentry guns are keeping us in the air. Do you have means of access to a ship?"
"
Yeah. Get a dock ready."
"
Will do."