"Your ship?" Aislin grumbled, her heartbeat returning to normal, though the physical appearance did not revert to her natural self. She opened her eyes. "Since when is this your ship?"
She stood, ignoring the fact that all of the guards now had their weapons aimed at her. "This ship has been in my family since before I was born!"
"That's more true than you realize, Miss Aislin," the ship told her. At that, Aislin allowed the illusion to fade, revealing herself... and the lightsaber hanging at her belt.
"Dantes..." she muttered.
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"The Formation Wars marked their formal detachment," Charna answered. "But Coruscant and Ossus were two different schools of thought for as long as I can remember."