The cool blues and greys of the ocean planet moved gently, the world looked almost lonely with only one moon and one ship in its orbit. The First Order would be arriving within hours, the eyes of the galaxy turning to its neighbor Jakku—for now, there was peace.

The planet turned bright below the bounty hunter's ship but the girl refused to look up for even one heartening glimpse of the planet's serenity. Her ship set in orbit and engines silenced, she had her eyes focused in the other direction, waiting for any incoming ships. It was a backwater set of planets and the worst of the assignments-safest of the assignments-her crew had been given but the young woman, clad in her dark purple armor even in the safety of her ship, refused to let any of that move her from her watch. This was a false lead, this was boring-she was alone to think.

A low beep broke the quiet.

The young bounty hunter turned to glance around the empty cockpit, eyes flicking over the sealed door before she winced and swiveled back to watching the empty black between the stars.

"Go away, H," she called grumpily. Leaning forward, she crossed her arms atop the controls, the light of the stars playing across her dark skin and hair. The last thing she needed was her boss's stupid hunting droid. Why had he woken up anyway? He knew he wasn't needed when the ship was in stasis. There wasn't even anything for H333 to shoot. The door creaked behind her, then opened with a series of painful clunks. "Go back to sleep, you giant piece of scrap."

The beep came again, lower in tone and stern.

"Yes, I'm watching. Of course, I'm watching, kunghead." Nothing was better for her nerves than that hunk of dark red metal. Her eyes stayed locked on the sky, not daring to move an inch now that the droid was around. She stayed that way for a couple moments, the droid's sensors scanning her and then the space outside the ship to check that she hadn't missed anything. "Go back to sleep, H."

The droid squealed again and she heard him lurching up behind her. A moment later H333's hand appeared beside her head and a light began flickering in his palm. H333 made another blip and the bounty hunter glanced up at him in irritation before the hologram lit up and she brought her face back to polite boredom.

"Rosha."

"Kyja, any movement?" The tiny figure asked, her voice friendly and almost cheerful. Her face and body were covered by an armor the same shade as Kyja's. "The First Order's headed your way," Rosha continued, not giving the younger any time to respond. "But my brother heard you might get some company before them."

"Republic?" Kyja asked, lifting a hand to start her ship up for a quick exit.

The hologram of Rosha shook its head. "Resistance. Capture or take them out if you can, join the Order and report afterward. I'd like to show them we can be a bit more useful."

"Yes, ma'am."

Rosha nodded. "Good luck, Lissiri. Try not to give H too much trouble." With a laugh, she brought her blaster to her forehead in a salute, and the transmission ended.

Kyja Lissiri returned her eyes to the sky and prepared herself for a fight, trying very hard not to think about meeting the First Order.

For the first time.

All by herself.