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Disney's Princess
DAS
Holographic Suite
Today's simulation was an old bar in the wild wild west. A wooden saloon situated in the middle of a dusty little town in the desert's of New Spain. It was a busy watering hole too. Cowboys from all walks of desert life were sitting down on the bench tables. Playing cards, drinking beer, and cussing like there was no tomorrow. Everybody owned a gun and the bartender carried at least two everywhere he went. Of course, aside from the fact that everybody here was human? It could have passed for any crappy cantina on the Outer Rim.
Karen just kinda enjoyed the atmosphere.
She sat at the bar. Her clothing woefully out of place for the era. With lightsabers instead of pistols on her belt. She was just finishing up her lunch too. Wiping a red napkin across her chin as [member="Cloudburner"] rezzed into the hologram.
"Good afternoon Apprentice. Come. Join me for a drink."
Holographic Suite
Today's simulation was an old bar in the wild wild west. A wooden saloon situated in the middle of a dusty little town in the desert's of New Spain. It was a busy watering hole too. Cowboys from all walks of desert life were sitting down on the bench tables. Playing cards, drinking beer, and cussing like there was no tomorrow. Everybody owned a gun and the bartender carried at least two everywhere he went. Of course, aside from the fact that everybody here was human? It could have passed for any crappy cantina on the Outer Rim.
Karen just kinda enjoyed the atmosphere.
She sat at the bar. Her clothing woefully out of place for the era. With lightsabers instead of pistols on her belt. She was just finishing up her lunch too. Wiping a red napkin across her chin as [member="Cloudburner"] rezzed into the hologram.
"Good afternoon Apprentice. Come. Join me for a drink."