Master Thel had left her a note with an address in the city. They'd spent quite a while on Troiken now, and this was the first time he had left a note rather than send an Xextos to find her. A lot of them were respectful, but afraid of her; Therrin was the only one she really had any sort of friendship with, and he had been killed during their last asset acquisition. It made it worse that Param hadn't seen the droids they had taken from the pirates that day in action yet, and likely never would. As far as she knew, Master Thel was sending most assets they collected to the Dark Lord.
None of that really mattered to Param anyway. She had mourned the loss of her friend by spending a night at a local bar with the others in the strike team. Now it was time to move on. The address was in the heart of the city, just outside the starport. Param had been down the road many times, and went through what buildings were there in her mind to try to get an idea of what she was walking into. Of course, nothing prepared her for a brand new building standing where the address pointed.
It was a small building with a glass front and dura-plast walls made to look like paper and wood. Along the outside edge, empty garden plots sat waiting to be planted and tended. A neon sign above said "The Garden Spot." Confused, but slowly growing more excited by the minute, Param walked to the front door. There was no one inside and the lights were off, but the door was open, and let her through. The walls leading up to a barista bar had wooden colored dura-plast octogon cubbies, large enough for three to four people to have private meetings in. The remaining open area was covered in a small grid of tables and chairs.
Param stood in the middle of the cafe, taking it all in. The real question was why would Master Thel want her to come here?
None of that really mattered to Param anyway. She had mourned the loss of her friend by spending a night at a local bar with the others in the strike team. Now it was time to move on. The address was in the heart of the city, just outside the starport. Param had been down the road many times, and went through what buildings were there in her mind to try to get an idea of what she was walking into. Of course, nothing prepared her for a brand new building standing where the address pointed.
It was a small building with a glass front and dura-plast walls made to look like paper and wood. Along the outside edge, empty garden plots sat waiting to be planted and tended. A neon sign above said "The Garden Spot." Confused, but slowly growing more excited by the minute, Param walked to the front door. There was no one inside and the lights were off, but the door was open, and let her through. The walls leading up to a barista bar had wooden colored dura-plast octogon cubbies, large enough for three to four people to have private meetings in. The remaining open area was covered in a small grid of tables and chairs.
Param stood in the middle of the cafe, taking it all in. The real question was why would Master Thel want her to come here?
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