At last the ship approached the outer perimeter denoting the Tyrellian System.

Moving to the bridge of the Black Sparrow after the notification, Halai felt a mix of nerves and anticipation that was both understandable and unmistakable. Moving out of the lift, she looked around and adjusted her black leather jacket. Her curls were once again loose, but her facial tattoos were still very obvious.

“You should be getting a ping from Flight Control,” she said softly. “When you do, hail that frequency and I’ll talk to them. They will be expecting us.”

~Halai Cosgrove, Head of S&T