Hyperspace is usually something of a boring time. The route from the Eriadu system to the Kwenn Space Station (orbiting the planet of Kwenn in the, you guessed it, Kwenn system) takes about 14 days on a good route. Unfortunately Fuzil's work programming the navicomp had a couple errors. Nothing super critical, mind, but it seems like the route is a bit more scenic than usual. As a result, you'll arrive in the Kwenn system in about 20 days rather than 14.
The good news is that it gets Fuzil ample opportunity to affect basic repairs on the speeders that you have absconded with. Needless to say, any Noghri showing up with the name Alibabar won’t be able to rent from Rent-a-Wreck again. It’s unclear on the network before you jumped into hyperspace if Lin’s larceny was picked up sufficiently to attach any further Imperial crankiness to him.
After much consultation around parts and whatnot, Fuzil estimates the repairs to the FTY will run around 4,000 credits and probably a solid ten days to repair -- which will add another couple hundred credits to the bill for access to maintenance systems. That’s assuming he can find a replacement Nubian Polarized Coupler at a decent price. It’s not the most modern tech and some unscrupulous types are no doubt likely to see an opportunity for a profit. In addition, restocking the supplies for the crew, docking fees, and refueling are likely to add another 2000 credits, easy, to the bill -- and that’s assuming that someone doesn’t buy something exotic (and no doubt completely wretched) to serve for dinner some time. Figure the 500 credit deposit is lost on the speeder and it seems like the minimum this trip is going to cost is about 6500 credits.
Mala spends some quality time with the unconscious mark and manages to ensure that his Lin-induced bumps were not permanent and unlikely to cause any kind of neurological or emotional damage long term. I mean, unless he has a particular fear of inhaling dirt or getting hit by speeders. But it’s hard to test for that. She and Acaatha move him to the brig shortly after you guys enter lightspeed and Mala ensures he doesn’t starve. He asks for all sorts of things -- from outright freedom (with some relatively lame bribes) to something to read that isn’t terrible (eliminating most of the library from Lin and Akhrirar). Give his circumstances he’s relatively sedate in his interactions with the crew. He does regularly push for "why are you doing this?" and "who hired you?" But, as you don’t have a question to the latter and the former is "it’s a job" those conversations don’t really turn into much of value for either side.
Over the course of the journey, Lin complains bitterly that the ship continues to report numerous malfunctions out on the hull and Fuzil has not gone out -- in hyperspace -- to fix them. Additionally, he’s dismissive of the "highly inefficient" hyperspace route that got programmed into the navicomp. He blames Mala for this, despite the fact Fuzil was the one who did so well before Mala showed up at the controls. The rest of the crew speculates that Lin isn’t a fan of co-pilots and he’s being somewhat irrational.
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All character restore all strain and wounds to prior maximums (minus that created by the obligation)
Time passes uneventfully, otherwise. You all find the right balance between hanging out with one another, harassing one another and getting some time alone. The med bay is super well organized, this time in reverse alphabetical order. Fuzil’s garden is meticulously tidy and pruned.
Twenty days later, the FTY alerts you all that you have arrived at your destination and with Lin at the controls, it slides back into normal space not far from Kwenn Space Station.
Situated in geosynchronous orbit above the planet Kwenn, the station serves as a gateway between the Empire-controlled Mid Rim and Hutt Space. It’s a massive station with close to have a million beings on it at any time. Its bronze colored body is peppered with dry dock legs, and gleaming sensor spires reminds you of a despayran crab spider. It is, as you know, the most heavily trafficked spot on the Ootmian Pabol hyperspace route -- and has been for thousands of years.
Kwenn has been your base of operations for several months -- one that hasn’t been entirely comfortable. While you are able to move about with relative anonymity, it is nonetheless not in good repair, consistently smells like a dewback’s backside during a Tatooine summer, and hosts all manner of unwelcome individuals -- from fellow operators at the fringe of the law to Imperial Star Destroyers packed with nosy Imperial do-gooders. However, Kwenn is recognized as neutral space -- for whatever that is worth -- making it an opportune place to conduct business and find new leads.
Mala, Fuzil and Lin each find Kwenn a little uncomfortable. It’s a little too creaky and a little to filled with people who are nosy and irreputable to make them feel comfortable, given their backstories. But it still seems safer than operating on some Outer Rim junkyard in thrall to the Hutts.
Lin is guided in to docking bay 327 by spaceport control, and a representative Kwenn holdings promises a prompt visit to address the issues of refueling, resupply and, of course, docking charges.
