Repair Bay 4 - Mariner VI

Marina followed Ia's instructions, heading her ship the Mariner IV toward the open bay marked 4. It were a repair bay from what she gathered. It made sense as she did want to go over her ship's exterior sensor arrays and run a thorough set of diagnostics.

She weren't sure at all where she was, if even in her own galaxy.

Normally, her astro-mech droid, TK-1213 would assist her in not only piloting and navigation, but with all ship related intricacies. Unfortunately, since their ship had come upon a rogue worm hole during their hyperspace jump, her droid along with her ship had inadvertently lost power in all of its systems and automatically rebooted once out of the worm hole a few days past. TK, her droid did not reboot. It was still out of commission.

The Mariner IV easily slipped into the bay, extracting her landing pads out and magnetically locking itself down to the deck.

Marina then checking the bay's atmospheric press and air, finally powered down her ship and extended her ramp.

"Ok...well, let me go see what I need to negotiate to set us up here for a spell.." She said patting her dead droid's dome after she got up from her captain's chair.

She took the turbo-lift to the lower hold of her ship, where the ramp had extended from and started walking down toward what appeared to be a protocol droid.

"Hello... name's Marina...the ship's name and registry is Mariner IV." She came down to the protocol droid.

"I was instructed by Ia...I think that was what she called herself... that I could service my ship here?"

"Yes...yes I see it." Marina spotted the terminal the protocol droid were referring to, nodding.

She was grateful that not only were she welcomed in to dock in the station, but that the droid explained the stations's protocol.
It made so much more sense to her than the open door policies of the many stations and systems she were familiar with (in Skyriver). Those systems and stations allowed all kinds of traffic to flow through, both legit and questionable, including riff-rafts.
But this station Solarus was what her once beloved planet of Alderaan had been. It controlled who came in so that the body of the whole would not be compromised. Marina had that feeling of familiarity again hitting her.

"I'll go over my ship's manifest and see what I may need to top off as far as fuel and raw matter is concerned, thank you." She then replied.

Her ship the Mariner IV was well stocked with provisions and water. As far as spare parts were concerned, the ship was equipped with a 3-D printer. If anything, she could see about acquiring raw materials for her ship's 3-D printer.
But she though it best not to mention that she could manufacture her own parts as it would be rude of her to. Still, she may just need to acquire some rare raw elements to stock up on. Then of course the fuel...
If she were in some remote part of her own galaxy yet explored, there was no doubt they'd have the fuel.
But...but what if she were not in her own galaxy? Would they have compatible fuel?...would they be using the same type?
Her ship used two types of fuel; one type for her sub-light drives and the other for her hyperdrives.

Again, she thought best to see about that for herself soon enough. For now, she wanted to see if there was indeed something amiss with her ship's sensors and navigation as her comp could not recognize any star cluster, nebula, or any constellations for that matter.

"I'll be sure to head on to medical soon enough for an examination. I had been thrown about against the bulkhead a few days ago. I treated my bruises in my ship's med bay on my own. But not sure if those medical scanners are 100% working right also, until I run full ship diagnostics and repair.
But I do have one question...what do you call our galaxy here?" Marina made sure she asked that question as a general one and not one that would imply that she thought she may be from another one altogether...

Marina couldn't agree more, nodding to the fact of the wormhole's existence.

"Yea, I think ...no, I'm sure I took an inadvertent spin in that hole and spat me out a few light years distance. I was in a middle of a jump and got knocked out cold when my ship encountered the other end of it somewhere in the Expansion Region." Of course Marina were referring to her galaxy of Skyriver.

By Ai's account of the wormhole's unpredictability, it undoubtedly made sense that it brought her here from great distances. 
Marina had already tried getting a fix on her current position before she spotted the station. Her nav comp had for the most part laid out her ship's position in relation to the galaxy. If she were in her own galaxy, her nav comp approximated that she'd be in the Outer Rim Territories. But her Nav Comp couldn't identify or pick up any familiar systems at all.

And of the four systems Ai mentioned; not one of them rang a bell to her.

"I'll try inputting those four systems in and see if my nav comp will bring them up. Maybe I'm just turned around, lost or something in a sector of the galaxy that is still uncharted... I don't know." Marina replied.

Then an idea struck her...
"Oh wait, what am I thinking? 
Ai, do you know the location of Coruscant?" Marina then asked, quite excitedly and certain that everyone knew where Coruscant was and it's location.

"All I need is the coordinates to Coruscant and I can lay out jump calculations and ...and my problem is solved!" She nearly jumped up with joy, as she were certain that Ai would know that.
Everyone in Skyriver no matter where or what knew of Cosuscant. it were one of Skyriver's most infamous systems in the core. Basically, Coruscant was considered the center hub of Skyriver.


 

It were evident in Marina's features that her heart dropped to her stomack. She had a feeling that she weren't in Skyriver any more, but just didn't want to face the facts. Now the station's AI seemed to have confirmed her worst fear.

"I see..." Marina replied, hesitating a moment to take it all in.

What was she to do now? It was obvious she would look for a way to get back to her own galaxy, but where was that exactly? There were as many galaxies, teeming in the billions out there in the universe as there were billions of stars in this one galaxy.
But she weren't one to give up. She were Alderaanii. Alderaanii were survivors and persevered through the toughest times. Getting lost was nothing compared to what her people suffered through.

"Well, thank you Ia... I'll see about getting myself settled here for a spell until i figure out what I'm going to do as to getting/finding my way back home." Marina knew she had to face the facts and get her mind cleared and start figuring out something in a relatively calm manner.

"I guess I'll see about heading on over to the medical bays and have them check me over. I did pass out from hitting the bulkhead when i got caught up in that worm hole.
Can you direct me to the medical facility Ia?"