Gesco City, Bakura, Wild Space
Inside an open large tent tavern sat at a corner was Chant Sindhu, wearing her typical flight suit while eating some soup. Beside her at the table was the green astromech and copilot Ness. The droid in question was rotated her dome head, viewing the rest of the establishment filled with local patrons and a few offworlders like themselves. Slurping some of the soup using a spoon Chant subsequently said.
“Relax girl, I got a good vantage point from here. If anyone wants trouble with us I’ll see them coming first.”
Ness, still on the watch fired back in droidspeak causing Chant to groan and rubbing the side of her side. Her metal partner was loyal there no doubt of that and she truly appreciated it. All the same, best not to look for trouble in every corner.
“Ness, I’m well aware that there could be some sleemos here. But we’re leaving soon for the market nearby then back to our ship. So please don’t put your circuits in a twist. What’s the worst that could happen?”
In response Ness chirped back in a cautious matter. Admitting defeat and letting her droid play sentry Chant focused on eating the rest of the soup. They may be in a poor section of the spaceport but the food was excellent in the pilot’s opinion.