Malou had certainly not been expecting Ashla's transmission, but she wasn't unhappy about it. Negotiations ruined by none other than the idiot Zabrak himself, Darth Dragur? It was too good to be true. Since they were both already in the area, Malou had asked Ashla to meet her on Corsin so they could *hang out (*talk shit).
The Miralukan was waiting at the specified spaceport, dressed in inconspicuous clothing. This would be the first time the two had talked since Malou passed her trials and became a Champion. Nothing had really changed about the teen, other than the newfound sense of freedom she had. She could do pretty much whatever she wanted; she was an adult now. It was a tad overwhelming though. Not even three years ago she was constantly under the watching eye of her father.
Sent at 13:34
I'm over by the fountain.
Malou put her datapad back into her pocket and sat down on the cold stone. The air was a bit frosty, but it wasn't all that cold outside. Once Ashla got here, they could run off to find a restaurant or a bar or something to sit and chat.
tag: @Wit
The Miralukan was waiting at the specified spaceport, dressed in inconspicuous clothing. This would be the first time the two had talked since Malou passed her trials and became a Champion. Nothing had really changed about the teen, other than the newfound sense of freedom she had. She could do pretty much whatever she wanted; she was an adult now. It was a tad overwhelming though. Not even three years ago she was constantly under the watching eye of her father.
Sent at 13:34
I'm over by the fountain.
Malou put her datapad back into her pocket and sat down on the cold stone. The air was a bit frosty, but it wasn't all that cold outside. Once Ashla got here, they could run off to find a restaurant or a bar or something to sit and chat.
tag: @Wit