A Local Watering Hole -- Taanab
Well, wasn’t this a pretty little world? Not.
Maya wrinkled her nose and gazed out at the expanse of farmland visible from the space port, if you could even call it a space port. It was more like a large patch of dry dirt. With a shrug, she shoved her hands into the pocket of her leather jacket. There was a duffle bag slug casually on her shoulder; it was filled with clothing, sundries, and a pack of spice that was cleverly concealed. Okay, well… it was rolled up inside a towel, but it worked well enough.
One of her most loyal customers had recently relocated here to Taanab. Likely he was attracted to the abundance of farmland and open spaces – land just ripe for the picking. The people here had to work hard to make a living and the whole karkin’ place smelled like manure. Maya just didn’t see the appeal. This backwater town was just a picture of hard livin’, even the wooden structures seemed worn. She cast a glance around; the dusty streets seemed fairly empty at the moment.
Her boots brought her onto a wooden boardwalk, and down to the saloon. Pushing the doors open, she was greeted with the smell of booze and smoke. The place was rustic and dressed with all sorts of tacky memorabilia. It was a bit rowdy, loud, and obnoxious – not bad at all. A smirk pulled at her mouth and she walked inside and settled in a booth towards the back. Maya shoved the bag under the table and kicked it beneath her seat with the heels of her boots.
Her palms were already itching for the credits she was owed.
Sure, this job was small beans. This payment wouldn’t keep her going for long… it wouldn’t keep her ship in good repair, it wouldn’t keep her fed, but it was something. And as far as Maya was concerned, something was always better than nothing.
It would keep her flying for the mean time, and that’s what it was all about.
Her dark eyes narrowed slightly as the form of a large, familiar man came into view at the door. His shadow slid over to the bar, where he spared Maya a small glance.
Edited by Maya Zhou, 12 January 2018 - 02:57 PM.