Arekk
The Flesh Of Fallen Angels
Before making his way out, Ar'ekk grabbed his gear from the cargo hold and prepared to exit the freighter. Taking a view through the cockpit, he had hoped to watch Eho leave but she wasn't in sight anymore. Letting out a sigh, the Ebon Hawk was put under lockdown and the Jedi made his way out to mingle with the crowd outside the docking bay. The streets continued to be a seamless swarm of people, making it difficult to walk freely anywhere you wanted.
First and foremost, restocking on supplies was the most important task at hand to continue the journey. Thus, the local market would prove handy to obtain what was mostly needed and in his hand he held a list with the supplements necessary to keep moving on.
The conversation between himself and Eho drilled his mind in a non-stop motion, every single thought that crossed his head were about the female android. What a strange interaction yet very interesting, an individual whose origins were mysterious. He wanted to know more.
They'd cross paths again if that was the will of the Force.
[member="3H-0"]
First and foremost, restocking on supplies was the most important task at hand to continue the journey. Thus, the local market would prove handy to obtain what was mostly needed and in his hand he held a list with the supplements necessary to keep moving on.
The conversation between himself and Eho drilled his mind in a non-stop motion, every single thought that crossed his head were about the female android. What a strange interaction yet very interesting, an individual whose origins were mysterious. He wanted to know more.
They'd cross paths again if that was the will of the Force.
[member="3H-0"]