Katani finally finished strapping himself into the [IConqueror.[/I] That little bit of rhetoric he'd just gone through had been good for his psyche, but bad on time. He'd wasted almost five minutes sitting there thinking. He had no doubt the techs waiting to launch him were becoming impatient. But, no matter. He was their master now, and there were few who could do more harm to them than him.
The Uplink slid into it's slot easily, plunging Katani back into the "Real World." He'd been away so long, he almost couldn't remember what it was like. But now that he was back... it was like a Crack addict who just got their first hit after a month of withdrawl. He felt like he could fly. And he could.
The tech had, indeed, become impatient. He couldn't wait for this ingrate to launch. He strutted around here like he owned the place, like he could order around anyone he wanted to. When he'd barged into the day lounge, taking him off his break to come and launch him off, then had sat in his cockpit for five minutes staring off into space, he'd let off a string of curses that would make most mothers blush and most scoundrels stand up and applaud.
Katani ran through the briefest of preflight checks, then activated the repulsorlifts on the Conqueror, raising a comfortable two meters off the deck, and manuevering it down and out of the opeining of the hangar bay. He then kicked in the engines, and put space tracks between himself and Lord Cracken. It would be a long time before he'd want to return here again... just the way Cracken had planned it.
Katani docked up with the Star Destroyer that was to carry him to Belkadan, noting it's name; the Sanity's Requiem. How fitting.
The Captain of the Sanity's Requiem turned out to be a man by the name of Tistre. He proceeded to tell Katani the whole of the story of how he'd risen up through the ranks of first the Imperial Navy, and then the Neo-Imperial Navy. By the end of the narration, Katani was ready to list to the man a long list of grievances the Emperor had committed, starting with the destruction of the Jedi, continuing to the destruction of Alderaan, and ending with the destruction of the ability of Storytelling. He decided it would simply be easier to kill the man instead. But that would come after Belkadan. He still needed this ship, and this man, to get him where he needed to go. The curses of necessity.
The Star Destroyer dropped out of hyperspace well outside the planet Belkadan, partly for reasons of avoiding an ambush, and partly because Katani had insisted that they didn't want to be close when the shooting started. He pulled out of the hangar bay, and found that a veritable fleet of ships hung over the planet. Apparently, someone knew he was coming.
"Space is big... really big. I mean, you wouldn't believe how vastly, hugely, incomprehensibly big it is. You may think it's a long way down the road to the chemist, but that's just peanuts to space." The Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy