Darth Raezyr eased forward the hyperdrive levers and the starlines of hyperspace outside the transparisteel cockpit of the Jet Razor collapsed back to normal space. "Well, here goes nothing," he thought as he descended the Sith homeworld's gravity well.
As he entered the atmosphere he cut the sublight drive and engaged the repulsor lifts, heading for the old Sith Academy. The landing pads touched down on the docking area as he gazed through the cockpit to the area around. "Not as bad as I expected after what happened here two years ago," he mused. "Now to find out if they'll continue my training." Raezyr reached inside his cloak, double checking the two hilts clipped securely to his belt as he walked to the ships exit. He descended the loading ramp, his jaw set in firm determination beneath his black and midnight blue helm.
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