Back in sub-space, the Strider limps a little less obviously. Though the G9 rigger is a serviceable, if not sexy, ship. You easily manage to connect into starport traffic control at New Coronet. Pulling into orbit and thence into landing, the world is a beautiful green and blue globe with gauzy white clouds painted attractively across its surface. You land on a spacious landing pad perched over a large body of water with impressive waterfalls cascading nearby.
It really is quite lovely.
The dockmaster interacts with Mal entirely virutally -- a small frieghter isn't notable enough for a personal visit. Docking fees are a couple hundred credits and within moments, the Kirtan Strider settles comfortably onto the pad.
During hyperspace, Mal and a few others poked around at the hyperdrive. Over near the entrance ramp, there's a relatively large gouge in the corridor -- almost as if a lightsaber carelessly slashed through the wall -- and several critical power relays, various networking paths, and at least one coolant pathway were severed or damaged. Mal doesn't think the work look that egregious, but it could be a little fiddly and a pain in the butt to fix.
