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[Iria]

Grime
Batuu
Tags: Open (Preference for writers I don't have threads with rn)

"And you'll do good to remember to keep your hands to yourself."

Iria scoffed as she brushed off her hands, standing over an unconscious Rodian in a secluded alleyway on Batuu. A bounty hunter, she had assumed, one who was being particularly uncivilized. She didn't even need to draw her sword to clobber the slob and put him on the floor. Unfortunately that meant she'd probably need to lie low for a bit. Just her luck.

A droplet trickled down her left horn. As the Smarteelian Zabrak lifted her face, she suddenly found herself looking on at a downpour. Rain. As if her day couldn't get any worse.

She was quick to vacate the alleyway, hurrying her way to whatever cover she could manage to find. Anything was more dignifying than standing around and letting her hair get ruined. It didn't take long for her to find her salvation from the rain, a lone bus stop with a covered roof. Iria sighed, sitting herself down on the bench. Not long after the dirt road it sat next to was reduced to mud. The exiled-noblewoman furrowed her brow at the grime for a moment before letting out a sigh, trying her best to relax.

It seemed like she'd be here for a while. Perhaps she could manage a bit of meditation, just to clear her head. That would be nice.

 

[Kuhbee]

TAG: Iria

If the noblewoman stayed long enough she'd notice a particular odor of wet dog. That was because Kuhbee had been stuck out in the rain too and was taking shelter at the exact same bus stop. He noticed the female join him and he waved in greeting. Even as a young Wookie he stood tall and could be intimidating but really he was a gentle creature.

He spoke to her in his native tongue, excited that someone else was sheltering with him.

[It's really coming down out there!]

 

[Iria]

Batuu
Tags: Kuhbee

[It's really coming down out there!]

Iria sighed as the Wookiee sat beside her. That was probably the worst-case scenario for the stranger-on-a-bench dilemma, given the wet dog smell. Still, they seemed polite enough. Young too given that they were the same height as her. This one certainly had some growing to do.

"Yes... I suppose it is..."

She took a moment to peer down the street, looking for anyone who may have potentially followed her from the scene of her bout of self defense. It didn't seem like the bounty hunter had any friends.

For now.

"Could be worse..." she muttered.

It could be way worse.

 

[Kuhbee]

TAG: Iria

[What brings you out in this awful downpour?]

Kuhbee was a gentle soul who loved to meet new people. It never occurred to him that the female may not want to talk to him. She seemed preoccupied but he wasn’t sure why.