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Securing her pack and tossing it over her shoulder Niomie took the offered tool kit, looking from the kit to the weapon and back again.

“Umm…” She looked up through her long blonde bangs, her face blushing in embracement once more. “Could you show me how?” She asked shyly.

Back on board the Grand Crusader, Radomir watched Jedi Brike's ship enter hyperspace. Her assistance was invaluable, and the prince had hoped she could stay and help assist. He turned away from the viewport, forcing his mind to focus on the issue at hand. His father had ordered him to assist his mother at Bothwui. The king was vague on details, but Radomir was certain it was something he could handle.

Despite his posting as a military commander, he was still of nobility and thus had training in diplomacy. Radomir approached his second-in-command. "Commander Vaela," he said, "have my shuttle prepared for departure. As you know, I've been ordered to Bothwui immediately. Once I leave the Crusader, return to Onderon."

"Aye, my lord," she confirmed. Radomir nodded and left the bridge, hearing the commander ordering his shuttle be ready by the time he got there.

The Crusader was large, almost inconveniently so, but the prince soon arrived at the hangar and walked up the shuttle's ramp. He took his seat in a couch and laid back, glad that he could relieve the stiff bearing he keeps around his subordinates. Radomir heard the ramp close as the ship departed the Grand Crusader's hangar smoothly.

A Theta-Class. Nice and smooth with take-offs and landings, albeit somewhat outdated. The Commonwealth still used ships that were in service of the Republic both during and even before the Clone Wars. However, thanks to the Bothans and Duros, newer ships have been designed and built to bolster the fleet, but the Onderon Defense Fleet's ships were almost entirely comprised of older models.

The shuttle suddenly shook as it engaged its hyperdrive.

The ODF is independent from the Interstellar Commonwealth Navy, merely a local security fleet. Many planets in the Commonwealth possess them, much like the Republic did, but the ICN and the Commonwealth's other military branches provide the primary protection.

After a few minutes of reviewing his knowledge of the Commonwealth, Radomir finally allowed himself to sleep.

Niomie watched her father disassemble and reassemble the weapon with practiced ease wide-eyed and slightly jealous.

“Yes Daddy.” She nodded obediently as Jag offered up the ‘driver. Sitting down repeated the process, setting aside the LL-30s’ power pack, pulse adapter module, crystal as well as the gas container along with the rest of tits’ parts. Then she reversed the process and reassembled the LL-33.

Looking at her watch she frowned, she had gone over the ten minute mark that Jag had requested. Undaunted she began once again, setting the bits and pieces down and then reassembling the blaster, and eventually lost track of the time as she striped the weapon down and put it back together. Her fingers seemed to work on their own accord, releasing catches and replacing parts by feel and fingertip alone.

Niomie had long since gotten to the point where she could break the pistol down and have it reassembled just under what Jag had asked. Nevertheless, she did not stop, wanting nothing other to please her father whom she still had much to learn about.