"Very well. You are authorized to dock in Theed's spaceport."
"Thank you."
The conversation ended, and as suddenly as they appeared, the squadron of Naboo fighters turned and headed for the planet. Grey-Kast only stared at Crystaall with shock. What had happened to the overconfident, arrogance this kid had only a few days ago? It couldn't be a clone, the Empire wasn't that advanced.... yet. Yet, something felt off.
"Crystaall?"
"Are you questioning why or how I have managed to go from a strong-willed fight-'till-I-die girl to a serious stature of authority?"
"Well, yea that's exactly what I what I want to know. You didn't act with a single drop of anger, you just automatically accepted our sentence without a single thought. How can you switch from an energenic girl to someone so serious."
"Honestly, I don't know. Vex taught me one thing, but he never really taught me how to make conversation with others. And now that I have an A.I that will feed on my hatred, how can I lose control in a simplistic situation? I can't.. because its not worth the risk."
"You don't act your age, you know that right?"
"I never cared to compare myself to those of my age. I may be as reckless as them, but somehow, I am also smarter than them."
And soon after those words, silence drifted into the ship. Crystaall started the Dragon Hawke to make a quick land in Theed's spaceport and Grey-Kast watched as R4 later entered the cockpit just in time to see the cockpit brighten up with fire. Once they officially entered the atmosphere, they took some time to stare in awe at the beautiful landscape that surrounded the capital of Theed. What followed afterwards was a steady land into the almost, overgrown spaceport with vines here and there occasionally. It was an average guess that it was just there for decorations. The Hawke landed cleanly and then the ramp began to lower as Crystaall and Grey-Kast assumed their positions just at the top. Grey-Kast was still dressed in his smuggler outfit while Crystaall was clad in a full black leotard that covered her whole body from each toe to each finger and stopping at the neck. Crystaall took the lead as they descended the metal ramp and both of them soon began to stare down about 2 full squads of Royal guards that were in lightly-shaded blue armor, similar to that of the Imperial Guards that even Imperial officers feared. Crystaall could recognize who the lead captain was, with the gold trim across his helmet and the same trim that followed the curved design of his chest-plate and legs. He stepped forward and slammed his spear into the ground, one that was identical to all the rest, except for the red ribbons that were connected to the tip.
"Crystaall of the Dragon Hawke, you are under the violation of the current Queen that states no bounty hunters are permitted in Naboo space. Therefore, violating this law, you are under immediate arrest. We will place in in a cell, whether you comply with this decision or decide that we must use force to drag you in."
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