Arekk
The Flesh Of Fallen Angels
NAR SHADDAA
Ar'ekk's Apartment
The walk down the cold street of the Smuggler's Moon was a wonder to witness, the neon lights reflecting against the wet pavement and many of the remarkable things that the city's wild night life offered came to exist. Ranging from alien call-girls to pazaak dens filled with smoke and people who'd bet their own family to pay a debt.The rain poured down on the innamored duo who walked holding hands and embraced tightly to face this nocturnal walk back to the apartment. Ar'ekk pointed out a few interesting things that the naked eye wouldn't spot so easily on the streets, years of knowledge and streetmarts put to the test.
Being a few steps away from the apartment, Ar'ekk and Jyn could stay outside and enjoy the rain for a little bit or simply go inside and be greeted by the always grumpy landlord, who'd be minding his own business by the main desk. Waving his hand at the young Jedi Knight and his companion, the Duros landlord would speak.
"Je'toaa akder." (Hello, how's it going?)
Turning back to Jyn, Ar'ekk asked away their next move.
"It's kinda late and don't think it's safe enough to leave Nar Shaddaa during night time. I say we wait until tomorrow morning. What do you say? We can rest at home or keep walking under the rain, if you want."
[member="Jyn Sol"]