Chaldean Moorchild
Location: Coruscant lower level
Objective: Forage for food
Tag: Dreidi Xeraic
We made our way through the remaining revellers and out of the club into the street, nothing but metal and neon confronted me in all directions. I didn't like coruscant at all, there was no nature here and it was in almost every way, the antithesis to how I liked to live my life. Almost every way anyway, the Jedi temple was pleasant, and some of the people who also came here truly made the discomfort worthwhile. I smiled as Dreidi as I mused about our surroundings and about why I kept coming here.
"So where too? I heard someone in there talking about a street market a few levels down where the food is still mostly real." Most of the food on this planet was so heavily processed I barely counted it as food, it wasn't entirely surprising considering how many mouths they had to feed on this world, but it didn't make it taste any better. "I'm picturing something I can barely hold in my hands with big chunks of meat in it." I let out a little laugh and pretending to dab the corner of my mouth with my finger as it watered with the thought of food.
There was an elevator nearby that would drop us to the desired level and unless Dreidi had a better idea, I would start heading that way. My tail flicked behind me with content excitement causing my dress to sway slightly as it did so. It was warm down here, and humid, with only passing relief when the air circulating fans managed to somehow find some cool air to push around.