Sitting still in the spaceport, humming quietly within its bay, the
Voidsong remains in waiting for the Talons to arrive.
From the outside it looks like a typical Maka-Eekai L4000 luxury freighter. Superficial imperfections in the hull make it clear the ship is second-hand, but also very well cared for. There is nothing particularly exceptional about it, with a stock standard paintjob, typical markings and no obvious external modifications. It looks normal, plain, even boring.
Once inside, however, it becomes swiftly clear that the freighter is under renovations. By all appearances, its reclusive owner is going out of her way to make the place considerably more comfortable without sacrificing any cargo space. The layout is still very much stock, but the quality of the materials, especially in the lounges, is in the process of being upgraded. Droids of various forms work tirelessly to make the changes, following some internal schedule. Some of them look as if they have been adapted specifically to perform the renovations in question.
Cor herself has remained sequestered in the captain's cabin for the entire trip, showing herself to the passengers only via hologram. She has been chatty enough, though she has declined to comment on the reason for the gathering, saying only that
'the reason will shortly become clear.' Arcas, Dohr and B0-B1 have had their needs catered to very attentively, and while it is clear that Cor doesn't own the highest class of food and drink, she is more than happy to share what she has with her team mates.
Now that the ship is landed and waiting, however, a few changes have been made. Food and drink are set up on the long table in the meeting room, found on the forward port side of the upper deck. The room is a comfortable temperature and has plenty of space - for a room in a freighter, at any rate. It's still significantly more intimate a setting than the meeting room on the lost
Nightshrike.
At the fore port corner, next to the couch, there sits a bar fridge stocked with cold drinks, including the fizz-pop preferred by the team's chief mechanic. On the top of the fridge sits a large caf maker, beeping quietly to itself, a visual receptor fixed into its plating. As Cor's passengers will have found out by now, it has been cunningly converted into a simple droid dedicated to the creation of hot caffeinated drinks of many kinds.
Voidsong Layout
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