Corner of the Junk Yard and Beyond, Sunday Morning

[on_her_korhal]

Kerrigan had specifically instructed River to get her one of those smaller, modified dropships the Dominion had been flying around lately. At the very least, it'd catch people's attention a little less than the Overlords she usually used for transportation.

And 'not catching people's attention' was a big thing at the moment. She had, after all, a student to look after, punish, and, well, facilitate in blowing shit up in a far safer locale. If that meant getting a good bead on her powers, then, well, that was just convenient, wasn't it?

There was another package on board - a Ghost suit River had, ah, acquired for Emma - but that could be delivered later. Right now, she was waiting for a rebellious little firestarter.

[[ for charlie and SP! ]]

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[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Thanks for the youthful enthusiasm," she said, dryly, and opened up the hatch for entry. "There's a rock just out past the coast. Big enough for our purposes."

[pyromanyac.livejournal.com]

"And far enough too, I hope", said, more to herself than to the woman, as she stepped into the ship, trying not to stare much. Suffice to say, it wasn't going that well.