Sara pauses. "And you wonder why I don't like sharing my story..."
Before Vector can reply, Rane strides into the cockpit. He's wearing only pants now, rubbing his short, damp, dark hair with a towel. He is in great physical shape from what can be seen. His muscular and toned upper body now only disaplayed a few scars and even those had somewhat faded.
Sara blushes when he walks in even though she tries not to. She turns her head before either he or Vector could see it and was careful to hide behind her walls.
He places one hand on the back of her chair, leaning forward to enter something into the navicomputer. As he does, Vector can't help but notice the black Sith tattoo that marks him. It starts at the top of his right shoulder, continuing across his upper back and consuming his his left arm all the way around until it comes to an abrupt end at his left elbow.
Aparrently he left the Sith before they could finish the painful tradition.
"Don't worry about docking or anything," he says, standing back up. "I've got everything handled, but I've got to change real quick. The ship's name is now Lawmaker. If they ask you anymore questions after that just tell them you're on a dimplomatic mission for Tain Geror. That'll shut 'em up."
He looks at Sara who's still trying to hide her blush. Rane smiles. He turns to leave, diplaying even more of his obviously painful-to-get tattoo, scars, and muscles. He glances back at Vector momentarily, chuckling slighty.
He leaves. "Not a chance, Jedi." he thinks to himself.
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Rane's tattoo is sorta tribal... just to help visualize it.