Ziveri Kreen

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Location: Cirrus II, Agronea spaceport cantina

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The young Twi'lek sat slouched in her seat beside her Clawdite master, her yellow-brown eyes scanning the other patrons of the cantina as she sipped from the drink in her hand. Though her posture seemed relaxed, the tension in her muscles betrayed otherwise. She didn't like this place, it reminded her too much of Nar Shaddaa, where she had spent most of her childhood. Very few of the memories were fond ones.
They had to find work here of course, they had to make the credits in order to keep their new ship running smoothly, but that didn't mean she had to like it.
"Master, could we not have picked a better port to dock in and look for a new shipment?" she muttered quietly under her breath to Rel, her nose wrinkled in distaste as she watched a particularly grimy regular shuffle past them to place another order at the bar. "Or at least one with a cantina that is actually clean."

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Location: Cirrus II, Agronea spaceport cantina

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Ziri frowned, her gaze concentrated on the bartender droid though she took in Rel's words carefully. In an attempt to reduce the mess the protocol droid was making of the bar counter by standing there like a moon-struck womp rat, the young Twi'lek shoved her own empty cup beneath the pouring stream of liquid until it was full again.
"That will be all for now, I think." she dismissed the droid with a somewhat sharp tone.

Ziri too glanced over her shoulder as Rel did, her gaze travelling over the doorway and each of the other patrons. When none of them seemed to be an immediate threat, she looked back at the Clawdite again, her brow knitted into a tight frown.
"But why would such an...well, unkempt place be of such importance?" it wasn't that she doubted his judgement, exactly, the Twi'lek still had trouble wrapping her head around the concept of trusting this strange presence Rel called 'the Force' to guide their actions. "Master Rel, I could have believed it if perhaps it had been another temple ruin, or somewhere we could have found a useful artefact...do you even know what we're looking for here?" she hadn't meant it to come out sounding so skeptical, smirking in an attempt to diffuse some of the possible tension as she swigged down the drink in her cup, waiting for Rel's answer.

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Location: Cirrus II, Agronea spaceport cantina

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Location: Cirrus II, Agronea Spaceport

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Ziri nodded, mumbling a quick thanks to the droid bartender before following her Master out into the streets/ Of course, they were just as deserted as they had been when the pair had entered the cantina, until Rel stopped abruptly when he spotted the troopers leaving the house across the street. The Twi'lek cursed under her breath, ducking down behind the side of the building and pulling the Clawdite man down with her to avoid being seen.

They watched the stormtroopers methodically search through each building, a frown creasing Ziri's brow. Rel mused out loud that the Rodian's friend could be the one they were looking for and she smirked.
"It's pretty much guaranteed ain't it?" she answered, leaning around to peer down the street after the stormtroopers had disappeared into the next building. "Who else would he be runnin' from but the Imps if he's needin' to get off-world discreetly by boarding with us? Guess we better make a run for it before they spot us."