Commenor. The name of the planet hung in her head.  The sight of the planet she had never seen and barely heard of was in that dream last night. The one that keeps happening. The one that, no matter what else, she always remembers.  It seems to call and beckon to her. To draw on heer thoughts and desires.

Commenor. A planet with a rich, long history. Just like all the other Colony worlds. Somewhere that would seem above her place in life.  But a planet that holds mysteries and hovers just at the edge of her thoughts.  One that haunts dreams and becomes more vivid with each passing day.

Commenor.  The destination of the Etherial Queen's third stop. One that would take only 8 days from her current location.  And a planet that again calls to her even in her waking hours. The letters seeming to hum with life as she stares at the name on the spaceport board.

Commenor. Only 8 days away.....

OOC: not sure if you were syaing I was on that ship or not But I am assuming not and that I am on a station looking to get on? If not then we can always change the text here.

Etherial Queen: Destination Commenor, Docking bay 43.
The kiosks screen glittered from the lighting over head, as Insa-Rei continued to stare at the screen as if hypnotized. What was this planet. She had never cared about any planet before. Planets were huge open spaces, open places were places to be easily seen and easily caught.

Insa felt safer inside orbital stations or the like. She knew those places, they were familiar to her, they were home. But the name of this planet hung, ringing like a bell, caught with in her mind they a needle bug in a spiders web.

She didn't know why, but Insa-Rei hit the reset button on the Terminals search screen, and turned in the direction that would lead her to docking bay of the Etherial Queen. Not to the Passenger boarding area. Insa-rei had never used one of those before. Instead, she headed for the Maintenance and Supply loading Docks for the transport.  She would find her own way aboard the ship, as she usually did.

She adjusted her back pack, slung over her shoulders, and checked her blaster, tucked behind her belt at her back, as moved quickly down the corridors.

The station went about its normal routine and did not seem to notice Tova or her actions.  Everything operated normally and moved around her like a river moving around a stone. It did not really pay attention to this small imperfection and moved around it to keep to its daily pattern.

The ship was sitting in docking bay 43 as advertised.  A mix of living and droid crew were working on and around the ship.  They were checking the hull, re-fueling, replacing damaged sensor emitters or exterior lights.  Normal maintenance for a passenger liner. Nothing strange or interesting or out of the ordinary.

No one seemed to notice Tova entering the bay. There were other beings entering and leaving as they booked passage or talked to the others in and about the ship.  It was just a normal day for a routine passenger liner.

OOC:

Yes, I did intend you were on the station.

Insa Avoids the Passenger loading ramps and moves into the Supply loading area, having done this many times in the past now, she knew what to look for, and moved to the area where Supplies were being loaded onto the ship by general laborers and mixed herself among them to carry, or help carry, something onto the ship unobtrusively. Once On the Ship, She would look to Disappear among the supply crates and storage bins until the Ship left Dock and entered Hyperspace.

OOC:

To board I need either a stealth or deception check.  2D for either one.

Insa works to sneak aboard.


14:39, Today: Insa-Rei Tova rolled 3 successes, 1 advantage using the Star Wars Edge of the Empire with a dice pool of 3A 1P 2D.  Stealth.