"Are you sure you're wearing that?"
"Yes! Unless you want me to get recognized out here in more ways than one because of my you-know-what."
"But ad'ika..."
Reiel chose not to reply to her father's complaints as she walked down the cobbled street, attention on the leaflet on one hand. For the first time she had chosen to shed the safety provided by her armor since said armor itself drew unwanted attention. Though the planet she chose as a meeting place with a certain Mandalorian was a neutral one, she still didn't want to draw attention to herself as the ISC Secretary of Defense's chief security. She knew how the media worked and how well the citizens of Tinnel IV were familiar of the grey beskar and durasteel that protected their Governor. The small Mandalorian made use of her anonimity further by totally forgoing her armor, as well as the fact that very few numbered those who knew what she looked like underneath the cover of her buy'ce.
Still, father and daughter didn't count on this meeting going smoothly in terms of outside trouble finding those involved. The galaxy didn't run short on dumbasses causing trouble, so Wulfric Crowholde posed as a hired bodyguard who was content to follow his charge from a distance like a shadow. Though Reiel became more convinced that a museum was the least likely of all places to harbor idiots looking to cause problems for other sentients, she still let her father do his thing and wander close like another art enthusiast.
Her buir had been surprised when she talked to him about wanting to meet Kotii Solus, but was quick to understand her reasoning when he realized how annoyed and worried she was when news of the Badger's "failed assassination" attempt and subsequent capture popped up in holonet news. Even after the division amongst Mandalorians loyal to the new Mand'alor who replaced Fenyang Ordo and those loyal with Kotii, Reiel still saw the exiled alor of House Solus as her friend.
And Reiel Mal of Clan Crowholde never turned her back on her friends.
Upon confirmation that Kotii had been rescued, the small Mandalorian didn't waste time contacting the Badger, hoping that her encrypted message reached him. With help from her friend Nirem, Reiel made sure that the message would reach Kotii – and if not him then his son. The message no longer had a channel to return to after being sent, and it contained only the name of a planet, a city, signages pointing to a museum, and a date.
Reiel waited outside the museum, sipping on her iced coffee. She probably looked like a tiny teenager waiting for her date with the long-sleeved blouse and dress combo she sported, paired with a pair of cutesy brown platform shoes. The Mandalorian incognito carried no weapons with her to better suit the civilian disguise she had going on. She wasn't alone, with her father lurking unseen somewhere he could still see her, and she didn't count on having Kotii meet her on his own as well. He might still be recovering from his capture, but right now?
Right now Reiel couldn't find the strength to care, as long as she could flick the Badger on the forehead for doing something (in her opinion) so foolhardy.
@Darasuum