*Alys quietly sets her fighter down in the bay, Taking of her helmet, her hair finally is let down. she sighs. that was too damned long in this fighter. she popped the hatch, and R2 started beeping and whiring. she smiled and pressed a button. the little droid was set down on the ground, free to move about. damned thing was really independent.
As she climbed down from her fighter, she went to her small hold, got her bag, and started walking to the frighter.*