To be frank, the fragrance distinct of Aldera was not somewhere she frequented hell she didn't frequent Alderaan period, she'd just been here to refuel, big mistake. Not only is fuel way price-gouged on Alderaan she received an invitation nearly spitting out her service station dewbeck salad sandwich. The invitation that appeared in her inbox was from somebody she'd really hope she'd never have to speak to again, Corazona von Ascania, the snootiest little rich girl she'd ever met who tormented her when she was younger, an invitation wishing to take Khoe out for caf at one of the cities fanciest cafhouses.
Despite this Khoe saw this as a golden opportunity; first, free high grade caf and sweets, second, sweeeeet justice baby, on the walk over with her nose hairs singed from the strong perfumes from the rows upon rows of boutiques she decided she was going to be as obnoxious to Corazona in the most passive aggressive ways possible the whole time, firstly by her appearance, she hadn't gotten a chance to change or shower before the invitation and decided to keep it that way, her clothing was filthy from slush and dirt after trekking through Boma Canyon on Fest and secondly by being as uncultured and classless at the cafhouse as galactically possible.
Khoe came through the door slamming it hard behind her nearly making a woman siting one booth across from the door jump, Khoe's muddy footprints trailing onto the ornate white marble floor, the jizz band stared at her for a minute.
"
Welcome to Javawookie, do you have a reservation?" I well dressed Twilek concierge with a thick Fren- I mean Rylothi accent asked clearly stating daggers into every inch of Khoe, Khoe ignored it and noticed where Corzona.
Khoe answered making sure to speak the loudest in the cafhouse so everybody could hear her.
"
Yeah, hiiiiiiiiiii, I was invited here by a friend I know what they look like but I don't their name exactly uhhhh... Coruscant? Cal-i-Vaun? Calzone?" Khoe incessantly waved at Corazona "
There she is! hiiii hiiii hiiiiiiii!" Most of the cafhouse be it staff or patrons eyes darted back and forth between Cora and Khoe in awkward interest or just plain cringe.
"
Madame do you have a change of shoes? you are bringing dirt inside"
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No, I'm on my way to catch podracing on Nubia just got back from mudskippin' on Kashyyyk all I got is the cloths on my back this is just a pit stop so if I-"
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Than I cannot let you in sorry" The server rebutted clearly pleased with himself. Khoe simply took off her socks and shoes and placed them gently next to the coatrack now barefoot the host just stared, in complete bewilderment unsure of how to proceed; just... dumbfounded at the situation, Khoe walked past him eagler to the table Corazona sat at.
Corazona von Ascania