Ebb and Flow
Location: Malastare, Port Pixelito
Equipment: Danger Jacket, Outfit, Heartbeat Heels - 1½" Heels, Discreet Hearing Enhancer - Left Ear, Long Handled Double Lightsaber, Concealed Sling Bag
Ship: Serendipity, with V-2 Minimech 'Skid' Aboard
Tags: Jax Thio
The Serendipity found itself combing the Outer Rim area for information about Lossa's jedi master. Apparently lost or stranded according to the message that had been relayed to her. But the placement of such an issue was what surprised her in truth.
If she remembered after looking into his background, she could only guess that either a recent fight had caused some sort of issue or he had been stranded after a podracing incident had done the worst.
Or had been dumped their by a more merciful enemy.
The possibilities were endless in her mind until she found the man. The small vessel being cleared for landing as she touched down rather roughly against the landing pad with a disgruntled chirp from Skid as the little Droid searched the system for any errors that appeared at the lack of skill.
"Quit. I've been practicing. At least I didn't rip off the landing gear assembly this time." She snapped, walking through to her cabin before sliding into her jacket and securing regular clothes about her.
Wandering into the unknown in jedi robes was a poor tactic in her mind. Especially when she didn't know the precise details of what had happened with Jax. Checking the mirror, she tied her hair back in a low ponytail for the time being, checking her watch before pausing to open the cabinet beside the mirror and fetch a few bottles before finding the small metal magnetic cup that hung on the bottom of the sink.
She'd cursed the thing initially, jamming her knee into it the few times that she'd bothered to step into the ship. But blessed the little cup at being exactly where it needed to be reliably.
Resetting her timers and alarms, she took a deep breath and finally left the safety of her ship and waded into the port. Her first stop being the port office to secure an extended dock pass on the praxeum's credit. After finally getting the pass, with much back and forth between herself and the Dug behind the counter about the going rates of those passes to which she had no idea about in truth but had argued were outrageously priced, she opened a small leaflet she had snagged on a podium beside the exit.
A small map showed her the local area, a portion to the back giving her contact details for local transport services while another section showed local hotels and other places to eat.
Skimming for something in particular, she found a cantina that would serve her purpose well enough and set out for the spot to find any possible leads.