A Junkyard Encounter

[Nyx]

What a dump.
Nyx grimaced as she looked out upon Raxus Prime, already regretting her rather stupid decision to scavenge here. She needed parts for her latest project, and the Resistance had drained her of any funds to hire help. So she had to do it herself, it seemed. Force, she hated getting dirty.
The teenager sighed as she tentatively stepped forward, surrounded by mountains of garbage and scrap metal. This had to be the most disgusting place she had ever been, and she was from the Coruscant Undercity. She tugged her hood lower over her face as she examined the piles upon piles of parts, feeling her already low enthusiasm die. Hooray. The Black Hat was now reduced to rummaging through garbage to create a third terminal for her slicing activities. Truly, she had accomplished much in her lifetime.

"This is so fething humiliating." She muttered as she began sorting through it, her jacket soon covered in bits of metal and grime. She was going to need a very long and hot shower after she got off this trash heap. Not caring for stealth at the moment, Nyx simply threw the unwanted stuff behind her, her frustration radiating off of her.
Loud curses filled the air everytime she spilled something onto herself or banged her hand, the teen slicer glaring at the pile.
This was going to be a very long day, after all.

[member="Aellin Tedronai"]

 

[Aellin Tedronai]

[member="Nyx"]

Raxus was his world.

Or rather, it was for now. This planet held mysteries, secrets, aspects that could not be imagined by most. To the vast majority that came to this world Raxus Prime was nothing but a junkyard planet, a collection of trash and discarded and rusted metal. Yet it was so much more. When one looked, really looked, they would find anything and everything that they could ever think of.

Aellin had known this for some time, he had known what Raxus Prime held, what lay beneath it's surface. That was why he was here, that was why he watched so carefully for anyone that came to visit this world. He was hesitant, careful, at least until he could do what he needed upon this world. It was why he had gone to Dromund Kaas, why he had gone to Thule, to gather what he needed, to take from the galaxy what he required to raise what he had found here so long ago.

So when he sensed someone in the distance.

When he felt someone wandering across the surface of his world, Aellin could not help but investigate. He moved quickly, a heartbeat passing before he found himself on the surface of Raxus Prime. His hands swept to his lightsabers, his eyes set forward. He did not know what or who had come to his planet, but he intended on finding out.