Persephone Dashiell
It's Called Fashion Sweetie
ZONJU V

UNKNOWN SANDSTONE RUINS
Zonju V was an interesting planet, desert but not quite a desert. Canyons and gorges and scrubby little vegetation everywhere. Controlled by the Hutts, it was once part of the original Outer Rim Collation, or ORC. Stretched out on the Rimma Trade Route and Wild Space, quietly tucked below the territory of the Sith. Now adrift, it was littered in ruins of the old, marks of those who were here even before ORC.
Dressed for the hot, dry conditions in layers of brown cloth, Persephone stopped to look up at the crumbling stairs of the ruins. Zee came up towards her side as she looked at the columns. It was much larger than it looked, with birds flying across the front. No doubt having roosted inside to escape the heat. There was no sense in pulling out her datapad, there was little information on the ruins. According to some of her research it may have been used by ORC. It appeared to have held up well, tucked into the gorge it no doubt went quite aways back.
[ I am detecting no signs of sentient life.] Zee paused. [ At least at the moment. Hutts may be inside. ]
"Not sure how they slither up the stairs so good call Zee. Maybe nothing inside beyond birds."
A long pause as she debated.
"Well, let's get climbing."
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