H A U N T E D
J U T R A N D
Tall skyscrapers and soulless buildings lined every street, none of them quite as tall and seemingly unending as the ones that dotted the skies of Coruscant and other core worlds but there was a certain intimidating factor at play here that she couldn't quite say many of the other city-planets seemed to give off. It made sense, though, considering the planet was Jutrand, the new home for the Sith - maybe new wasn't quite the right word but it felt right to her, given how spaced apart her knowledge of what it was like in the galaxy at large now that her own little bubble she had spent the last few years in had popped. Somewhere near where she was there was supposedly a massive academy - one she was certain her father would have been accepting of if she wanted to attend, but one she was most certainly never stepping foot in as a student given the numerous private tutors and hellish training she was told she would be going through once everything was in order. That wasn't why she was here today, anyway.
Towering so far above her was a government building where she'd be getting her identification paperwork in order, among several other things. This was where she'd finally have to figure out how best to manage the entire ordeal that came with, something her mother was rather opposed to given she had never been quite close to the sister she'd made to replace her with for her father, but it was a decision she'd felt had been necessary to move on with her life and finally put that person to rest. Transparisteel doors slid open for her to enter, the room a rather sterile environment that offered a stark contrast from the bleary world outside - it was raining, the transparent umbrella she carried with her left by the door - with its bright white walls and polished black floors. Some artificial plants dotted the entryway and sat between the seats that she supposed were there for when they might've been busier, most of which now sat rather empty aside from a few people that seemed preoccupied with their personal devices rather than actually waiting to be called on.
The three government employees that stood behind the long counter towards the back, all human, weren't actively dealing with anyone at the moment, after all.
Three holograms of aurebesh lettering were projected over each of their heads, though only one of which indicated it'd help with her issue of identification. She frowned slightly, a bit unhappy that her entire afternoon was going to be taken up by this tedious work, but the alternative was quite a bit more of an issue for her so she eventually walked towards the man at the counter. It was a bit of a walk, not quite far but long enough that she could glance at the faces of the strangers in the lobby - no one that she could recognize, but there was a bit of a pinpricking at the base of the back of her neck that generally came about when she was looking for something but couldn't quite find it. Chatter, from the left, was muffled by the door just beside her, but she ignored it as she pulled out some of the paperwork she had brought with her from her purse. "Documented name." The man said, not really quite asking but rather telling her what he needed from her. She frowned, catching sight of the door opening at her left out of the corner of her eye, and fidgeted with the necklace she was wearing with a sigh.
"It should be Vesta Zambrano."
Quinn Varanin
