The transport shuddered as it broke atmosphere, the old G9 Rigger freighter groaning like a living thing.
Through the viewport, Coruscant stretched endlessly—a planet consumed by city, lights flickering in the dim twilight of the lower levels while the upper spires caught the last rays of the sun.
Inside, passengers stirred. A Twi'lek merchant clutched her case. A pair of Dug mechanics argued in guttural tones. And in the corner, a figure in worn robes watched the approach with calm, ancient eyes.
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First time on Coruscant?
The voice came from beside you. An old Togruta woman, her montrals high and curved, face lined with decades. She smiled, but there was something sharp in her gaze.
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You carry yourself like someone who's never seen the Core before. The way you watched the planet grow in the viewport...
