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Eisa Wex

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As the crowd dissipated, the Fiery haired spacer kept to her word walking over towards one of the toppled market stalls and made the most of her cybernetic limb to right the stand, before dropping to a crouch to pick up and gather the collection of carvings fashioned out of the petrified wood that looked similar to that of the spire that sat at the middle of the settlement - all under the watchful eye of the most vocal of the lynch mob that had assembled, mostly in part to make sure that these trouble making strangers kept to their word. Her attention being pulled briefly away from fixing up the fallout of the two little droid's game of chase, by the chirping of the bipedal droid perched upon Kori's shoulder - the little droid questioning whether she had meet Master Nykoria before.

A bemused expression crossing the spacer's features as she suppressed the instinct to instantly blurt out who the Kriff was Master Nykoria? Though it did eventually set in as to who the little droid was referring to the Zeltron knight that he was perched upon the shoulders of - she had been so used to referring to Kori as by the informal nickname over the years during her time in the Order as well as the years since she had departed and crossed paths with the Jedi Knight. Nodding initially in response, as she finished placing the various items back onto the cart, before she stepped closer towards Kori and BD.

"Yeah, we go a way back" Eisa commented as she tilted her head to the side slightly to get a closer look at the droid, now that he wasn't submersed in an oil bath her eyes narrowing as she studied the droid, figuring that if he was accompanying the Jedi Knight it was likely that BD would have access to or have at least downloaded the various Databanks from within the Order. "If you check your data banks and run a search for Eisa Wex within some of the older manifests you should find out how I know Purps" the fiery haired spacer advised, before turning her gaze down towards the ground to pick up another article of goods that had been sent flying during the droid chase.

Had the spacer paid more attention to those around her, rather than moving on from revealing the link she had to the Jedi Knight straight to tidying up the scattered goods. Eisa would have noticed the rather visible and shocked reaction that the Man who had taken it upon himself to chastise the group, and then watch them like a hawk as they tidied up the market street. The Man's features lightening in a sense of shock and surprise at the reveal of the spacer's name, his lips visibly mouthing Eisa? under his breath - a reaction that made it obviously clear that he knew the name and like a ghost from the past it had struck home that this fiery haired troublesome visitor to the settlement was the daughter he had handed over to the Jedi order over two decades ago.

After she had finished straightening things back up, to the point that the market place was starting to look a bit more presentable than how it had been after the two droids came crashing through the the streets. Eisa turned her attention back to the Zeltron Jedi, pausing slightly to brush the fringe of her mohawk out of her eyesight. "Well Guess we better get going, think we've outstayed our welcome" Eisa spoke out to Kori with a light grin and a nervous chuckle, before her attention turned over towards her crewmate. "Right come on you wee scamp, we better be getting back to our ship" she added before taking a step back on herself. "Laters Purp's" the spacer offered in parting before turning on her heel and heading back to the port where the Rim Hopper was docked, yet again not even registering the fact that the man who had the most vocal within crowd was still starring at her as if he had seen a ghost.

OOC: Think we're coming to our conclusions, Feel Free to add your character's closing posts :D
 

Nykoria Tallis

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Kori didn't quite understand the chitter of the droids. Regardless, it was time she helped Eisa with making things right. While lifting an overturned stall with the Force—to the surprise of many people around, including the most vocal local—the Zeltron thought she caught name being warbled a couple of times from her shoulder. With Beedee suddenly running to the other shoulder for a moment, Nykoria lost concentration for a moment and wavered, barely managing to keep her hold on the goods. "Whoops," she raised her hands in an apologetic gesture once the stall was standing. "I guess I'd better do that the old-fashioned way."

The Zeltron did notice a shift in the stranger's attitude after her feat. Anger made way for curiosity... A fancy trick goes a long way, I guess. But then the redhead dropped her name, and Kori experienced what a Zeltron could call an emotional gut-punch. Curious for it, but also startled just as the man nearby, the Zeltron looked at her friend differently. The things she had gone through after joining the Jedi Order. The circumstances of how she had lost her arm and gained a prosthetic. And the fact that despite all that, the girl had made her way through the galaxy and seemed to have done well for herself. Despite the rebellious look and manners.

Meanwhile, the revelation made Kori completely miss Eisa's farewell. The Zeltron—susceptible to the emotions that the father was experiencing over the sight of his long-lost daughter—just nodded and uttered "Mmmhmm" in reply, still deep in thought. And then, just like that, Firehair left again, with Nykoria still standing in the marketplace. She gave the dumbfounded man an understanding look and a nod, before hurrying after the redhead. Sometimes the will of the Force alone isn't enough. Maybe it takes a little nudge...

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Curse

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Curse busied herself helping Eisa to do some repairs to the marketplace, though her diminutive form prevented her from righting any of the larger stands. She settled for gathering up some fallen fruits and returning them to their vendor, who still eyed her suspiciously as she took her produce back before offering a wary 'thank you'.

BD drew her attention by asking a question about Eisa's origins, and once again the Pistoeka began obsessing over analyzing the droid and thinking about how to most effectively take him apart. She didn't attack him this time, just standing at a distance and eyeing him with concerning intent. When her master said it was time to go the buzz droid let out a plaintive whir as she climbed back to her spot on the spacer's shoulder. //But what about my holoprojector?// She asked ruefully. She doubted the Besalisk would be willing to make the upgrades now, but surely there was another mechanic somewhere in town that could supply them with what they wanted. And she still needed those standard repairs too.

As Eisa started to leave however Curse would scurry over to her other shoulder to look at BD. While the two Force sensitives said their farewells the Pistoeka would address her fellow droid. //Goodbye BD-9.// She said cheerfully with a wave of one of her limbs. //Let's do this again soon.// With those last few words Curse took on a distinctly malevolent yet still lighthearted tone.

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BD 9

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Even with everything that has happened, BD-9 would not allow himself near K3-R5. Making sure there is ample space between them, even on the perches of their companions' shoulders, Beedee eyed K3-R5 with no less suspicion as when they first met.

// Only if it does not involve dismantling me. // Beedee replied as Master Eisa took off with the Pistoeka, sounding slightly less-than-enthusiastic than the droid's usual chipper vocalization.

Even so, BD-9 was quick to notice the Zeltron, perhaps absent mindedly, following after the two. He whistled at her to get her attention.

// We should lie low until our client arrives. // BD-9 offered. // In case that the locals blame us for any further mishaps. //

He gestured towards the direction of the hangar and their ship, hoping that his point is brought across.

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