She stalked the corridors of the Haran, prowling like a sabercat on the hunt... on the hunt with no prey in sight. Things had been quiet. No, it had been boring.

Working with Lyydea kept her on her toes, but there had been no grand mission to occupy her time. Lilaena felt like a lightsaber in a drawer - waiting for someone to pick her up and put her in the fight. Perhaps she was not meant to lead, but was only suited for following? A depressing thought...and so she walked the passages of the Hammerhead-class ship.

Aurelias Kazaar had spent some time with her, setting up her group of Mandalorians as a mercenary group and seeding information about them into the holonet. Highly skilled mercs, referrals only. They had done a few small jobs, but she was beginning to question whether using only referrals was too exclusive. They needed something to do, to keep them sharp. Jobs against the Empire were a priority, of course, but there had been nothing for a few weeks.

She continued to roam.