Coral City, Mon Calamari, 16:27
(Sorry that the picture's lacking in detail, Chaos keeps not allowing me to post much pictures of Coral City)
In a rented office building near the center of the city, Rick Kaloo waited for his guest to arrive. He had chosen the city because it was one of the few large surface facilities on the planet, and not all species could breathe underwater as well as Mon Calamari could. It was a very simple choice logically.
Boats of all different types skimmed across the water, either docking in ports scattered throughout the exterior of the city or sailing elsewhere. Landing pads were also spread throughout the city, most able to fit freighters or corvettes. Soon, the woman he was looking for would dock on one of those pads, or stop her boat at one of the ports.
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