Space travel was boring. Especially after all the action Ahsoka had seen recently. The older soldiers and crew of the Resolute didn't understand her feelings at all, all of them telling her to enjoy the slower pace for a while, that action was sure to find them sooner than they expected. Not soon enough for her liking, especially with Anakin away on some 'top secret' mission on behalf of Senator Palpatine.
As she stomped onto the bridge Admiral Yularen turned to her with a smile. "Just in time Ahsoka, I was about to have them call for you. We've found something interesting."
Eagerly Ahsoka rushed over to the sensor table, examining the read
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Flight of the Black Swan
"Dammit, not again." Tara swore as the power converter cut out again.
"This is Citadel Traffic Control to civilian transport Black Swan. You're coming in too fast there and I don't want you smashing up our docks again."
"I know, I know..." Yelled Tara at the commlink as she pulled hard on the yoke, coaxing every last ounce out of the faltering thrusters before they finally cut out altogether. The ship glided to a halt, the nose slamming hard into the dock wall, causing the traffic control officer to squeal loudly in the pilot's ear. Quickly yanking the commbead out Tara tossed it onto the console as Citadel Control began their usual lecture