Surveying the ship--as much as one can through the ice and snow, reveals that it's intact. It's probably at least skyworthy, if not completely spaceworthy, despite the damaged boarding ramp. There's a couple of visible scorch marks from laser blasts on the hull here and there, but they're old, months to years old.
And some spots could probably use a fresh coat of (fittingly, black) paint, but the ship's otherwise in decent shape, and likely landed in this location intentionally by the aforementioned 'Mistress' that the droid is referring to.
The boarding ramp was clearly forced open from the inside, although how it was done is still immediately unclear, as judging from the hydraulics damage, however it was done, it was done with extremely excessive Force, which, alas, was necessary, without power and the door having been frozen closed.
Of course, now there's the opposite problem: It's damaged, and now frozen open, thanks to the leaking hydraulic fluid having frozen over.
"Being out in this weather is terribly unwise," The droid's voice agrees with Harley as he mulls it over. His Mistress wasn't a typical Sith, and it's likely she would give these individuals shelter from the storm, "You may enter, however, I cannot offer much in the way of hospitality, the ship's power generator no longer works due to the weather, and I'm afraid my Mistress took much in the way of supplies on her way to the plaza."
He steps forward, to be more in the light, he's still holding the blaster pistol, but he's merely holding it in one hand (even with proper trigger discipline!), not aiming it at these strangers having come here.
"I am known as 2V-R8," He's a silver, humanoid droid, with some red accents and red eyes that are faintly lit in the dark. He's. to borrow some terms from Furiosa's homeworld, shiny and chrome, although he could probably use a buff and wax, since he's not as shiny and chrome as he could be. "I am this ship's maintenance and service droid. My Mistress is Dia'ndria Starfall."
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And some spots could probably use a fresh coat of (fittingly, black) paint, but the ship's otherwise in decent shape, and likely landed in this location intentionally by the aforementioned 'Mistress' that the droid is referring to.
The boarding ramp was clearly forced open from the inside, although how it was done is still immediately unclear, as judging from the hydraulics damage, however it was done, it was done with extremely excessive Force, which, alas, was necessary, without power and the door having been frozen closed.
Of course, now there's the opposite problem: It's damaged, and now frozen open, thanks to the leaking hydraulic fluid having frozen over.
"Being out in this weather is terribly unwise," The droid's voice agrees with Harley as he mulls it over. His Mistress wasn't a typical Sith, and it's likely she would give these individuals shelter from the storm, "You may enter, however, I cannot offer much in the way of hospitality, the ship's power generator no longer works due to the weather, and I'm afraid my Mistress took much in the way of supplies on her way to the plaza."
He steps forward, to be more in the light, he's still holding the blaster pistol, but he's merely holding it in one hand (even with proper trigger discipline!), not aiming it at these strangers having come here.
"I am known as 2V-R8," He's a silver, humanoid droid, with some red accents and red eyes that are faintly lit in the dark. He's. to borrow some terms from Furiosa's homeworld, shiny and chrome, although he could probably use a buff and wax, since he's not as shiny and chrome as he could be. "I am this ship's maintenance and service droid. My Mistress is Dia'ndria Starfall."