It was a weird space down here, both hectic and loud as well as peaceful and quiet. The back alleys of the lower city were always like this, they reminded Valfreyja of her home. That distant asteroid floating in the nothingness of space where you are surrounded by everyone but could quickly be in a deep tunnel away from everything just your thoughts as company. Val sat at a food stall, the seat was tapped together, part of the cushioning falling out the side, the sweaty Zabrak with a strange thick mop of black hair dangling around his horns moved back and forth on the other side of the counter. A few moments later he placed a large bowl down in front of her, Mastre Fish Ramen, she had it the other day when out venturing the under city looking for a quick buck. After only getting half the bowl last time (before shit hit the fan) she was determined to finish it all today.
Thanking the man and passing over the credits she took the bowl down from the serving level and placed it before her. The steam rose up to fill her nostrils, her mouth already salivating at the expectation of the feast. Holding her hands above the food she closed her eyes and said a quick prayer "To my ancestors, to Viri, Vali, Freyja from which I was named and Val from who I am descended. I give this to you and ask for you to watch over me in the days to come." With that she picked up the bowl and poured some on the ground next to her. The Zabrak stood up from his stool on the other side and was about to say something when she gave him a look which quickly put him back down on the chair. With the gift out of the way she broke the chopsticks she was provided and began to dig in.
@Cinderella