Two hours later, in the shipyard of the base.
'HK-47 was checking and repairing an old smuggling ship. It was Revan's old ship, the Ebon Hawk.'
'I tried to tell this damnable droid that we should take a ship that is not one from legendary jedi fairy tales, but it simply ignored me. It even told me that I should sit down and amuse myself with some child's games or something like that.'
'That infuriating bastard…'
'…I am actually sitting in the navigator's seat on the bridge right now… I assure you it is merely a coincidence.'
'I was kind of sulking after all those things that happened a few hours ago. In the end, I ended up here since this place was surprisingly comforting and quiet…'
'Thanks to that, I am fine now.'
'Looking at this ship, it had a minimalist design, but it had a calming effect on my nerves.'
'I knew every function of the ship thanks to my new memories.'
'The controls were familiar. Everything was well preserved and saved, a beautiful old machine, from a time where practicality was the keyword in production. It was a time of war and destruction, with little time for general entertainment and useless styles.'
'The ships were crude but massive; every part was easily changeable with many types of gear. Everything was compatible with everything. Nowadays, it is quite the opposite; things are complicated to a stupid extent purposefully.'
'At least, that's what more recent memories tell me.'
'I patted the console sentimentally, then my fingers slid over the old worn-out control panel. Removing a few layers of dust in their wake.'
'It was my ship now, dust and all. Sigh, well, it is probably true. After thousands of years, who would remember this old ship?'
'I wonder how long will it take for the droid to start it up. I already packed up my stuff; there was not much clothes, food, and I refilled the water supply on the ship, packed up some sentimental personal items too.'
'I do not intend to come back here for a while, and I don't want to leave anything important behind. I also brought a few electronic devices for information gathering, a handful of different computer spikes and some grenades too, and a one-handed laser gun.'
'I am not stupid enough to underestimate the usefulness of such a weapon. Since I don't want people to mistake me with jedi, nor some half-wit sith. Therefore, I can't always rely on the use of such an iconic weapon as a lightsaber.'
'It is already cheesy to have a bluster gun on a thirteen-year-old girl. I might have to hide it under a long coat or something.'
'By the way, these clothes were created for me with a sewing robot. They are flexible enough, for free movement yet durable. They were like traditional jedi robes with a modern design element.'
'That means it did not stand out in the middle of a crowded street. They are practical and look well too; I liked them, especially the one with flower embroidery on the ends of its sleeves.'
'Oh, and I also brought enough credit with me to last for a few years. We never used galactic banks to guard our credits; it would be too problematic to explain why some random individual inherited our wealth. Even if we manage to do it once, it was impossible for the sixteenth time... They would suspect something, then start an investigation and we don't want an investigation. It's much better this way, for everyone.'
'The door behind me opened and the infamous droid walked into the control room.'
"(Statement): The Ebon Hawk is ready to launch; most of the needed repairs were solved by changing the weakened or burned-out energy cells. The ship is in good condition. I also changed the main energy core, which lost almost all of its power throughout the millenniums. With the new ship core, it will be faster than ever before."
"That is fantastic. I can't wait to see it fly!" — 'I cheered. Overcome with a sense of excitement. We were ready to head out.'
"(Surprised): I never thought that a small meatbag like you would be able to differentiate a good ship from scrap metal."
"You know that I have your master's memories, and fifteen other master's memories, too. With that much knowledge, it would be almost impossible to not know at least that much…"
'The droid simply ignored my words and continued its tirade as if I wasn't even there. The bastard…'
"(Statement, frustrated): Meatbags are such nuisances. Smaller meatbags are even worse; they talk all the time complaining and throwing around statements about supposed facts that lack foundation and proof. My circuits, processors, are overheating when attempting to run simulations to refute their false observations."
'So basically, this droid hates children, because they ask too many questions... He is lucky since I am not a real child in that regard. Um, well, not anymore. So I patiently waited for the droid to run one last overall diagnostic scan on the ship's systems.'
'When he deemed the ship's state acceptable enough. We packed in a ton of different interchangeable components, in case something burns out on the way.'
'Then I finally took my place in the navigator's seat once again. Connected the safety belts over my chest and hips, then waited for the droid to start the engines. Luckily, I didn't have to wait long.'
'Through our security system I watched as the flamethrowers activated outside of the hangar, melting the few meters thick ice layers that buried the temple, hiding this place from sight.'
'When the process was done, the door opened at the same time as the life supporting systems began to shut down in the old temple. It was programmed this way to save energy and to make the place invisible for even the most powerful of scanners.'
'I think it wouldn't be found even if someone used such a device right on top of it, but I could not be entirely sure of it, since I am not up to date with the current technological standards.'