Jaina was where Jaina always was when she felt listless. The hangar. Though, today she isn't working on x-wings. They may have been looking a bit ropey in their ripe old age, but they had always been a reliable design and today she finds their current batch in annoyingly good condition. Certainly nothing that required any major maintenance and she wasn't about to try overclocking them closer to XJ3 standards without clearance.

No, she would need a project. The Falcon was off limits, but there were still a fair few small freighters and transports collecting dust in the back of the hangar. She paced the deck a few times, looking for one that shouted out at her. The one she eventually plumped for is a small, sleek, ray-like star yacht. They were a relatively common sight in the Core Worlds, popularised chiefly by young and affluent thrill-seekers, much to the chagrin of the freight haulers they swept up on the space lanes.

It was perfect. Smugglers liked to use them so she knew it would not only be fast but easily modifiable. The Terriks' Pulsar Skate was supposedly of the same design, though you'd never know by looking at it. And although she wouldn't have nearly enough parts for it yet, the young mechanic could pretty much gut the thing and rebuild it from scratch, exactly how she wanted it. And of course the longer it took, the better.

An hour later she has a section of the hangar bay cornered off to work on it and half-sits, half-lays amid a pool of schematics, scribbling over the interior layouts. Scrap the passengers' quarters for quads here, bolster the shield projectors there...

Yue had found what appeared to be an arena, or a sport stadium. She wasn't sure which it was, it didn't matter to her for that matter. Practicing her magic was easier to do, she didn't generally need space. Just hold a spell for as long as she could maintain it while she charged her barriers to full. It was a crude way to build magical power, but it worked. She didn't think working on new spells would be such a good idea right now, even in the vastness of this city. Too many ways she could get the spell wrong, and without constant access to spellbooks, she would need to work from memory alone.

"Me Armet," a blade appeared in her hand. Her size and the blade's size were nearly comical, much too large for a short little child like her. Even if she was much older than her height or build would suggest, barely taller than the ten year old that taught her magic. Or so she had been told. However, right now, magic was not what she needed to test. Kata was a Japanese idea, for training in martial arts on your own, or with a partner. Ariadne had adopted the system when the appeal made sense. Magic swordplay required the knowledge of proper posing for optimum spellcasting, as well as executing flawless blade strikes.

Yue let the motions come out fluidly, each strike gracefully moving to the next. When she first learned these techniques she was clumsy, and blocky. Her sword was too heavy and she was too sluggish. At times the sword vanished from her hand and she moved for a few quick unarmed strikes, as if she was in quarters too close for such a long blade. "Me Armet," and as quick as the sword was gone it returned to her hand, and he sword strikes resumed. "For so Kratika Socratia, Confirmatio Fulminas," As her strikes continued the sword crackled with electricity for the end of the kata. She repeated the same intricate strike pattern over and over, moving her incantation to different strikes, guards, and parries. Making sure her stance, her posing, and her strikes were as flawless as she could muster. As well as to test which poses lead to the strongest casting.

It had already been a month since her arrival and Chao was starting to not only get used to her new locale, but come to even enjoy it. the talks she had with Stacy were enlightening for the most part and she spent untold amount of hours in the Media library going over all the various technologies out there in the multiverse. There was still many things to learn and new theories of science to explore, but for now she just needed to chew on what she had.

In the mean time, Chao decided it best to have a look at the vehicle bay. Which lead her to stand in front of the flight of X-wings. They were one of the few ships in the bay that were in such huge quantities. Still, Chao couldn't help but gnaw on her lower lip in speculation as she stared at the X-wing in front of her. It probably belonged to someone but the nagging in the back of her mind just wanted to get her hands on the machinery.

Damn the prodigal mind of hers.

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||Pod Release Protocols Initating|| Stacy's familiar voice sounds out to all the podmates through the ship.

In the Pod Caverns, there are the sounds of: Pop. Pop pop pop. Poppuhpoppoppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiiiissssss.

There is condensation and mist spraying out from cracks in the pods, as the people inside slide out onto the floors, covered in slime.

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( There was nothing... )