Having finished going shopping, Zoë wove her way through the streets with her lightsabers gently slapping against her thighs. Her leather boots caused water to splash up loudly in one of the quieter parts of Nar Shaddaa's New Vertica. A city of many wondrous things that most people don't want to wonder about. But she lived here with her sister in a small one bedroom apartment. She was on her way there now.
The building rose high into the air and now that she had gotten into more residential areas of the city there were plenty of people to dodge and get around. Making her way to the elevators she waited to get on until no one else was in the elevator with her. After having secured an elevator to herself finally, she punched their floor number in and began to shoot upwards.
The elevator deposited her in a chrome and sleek looking hallway with an old Trandoshan janitor mopping up a pink substance that looked diluted with water. Finally arriving at the door she punches in the number code, swipes her card, and allows the eye scanner to read her eyes. Playing things safe was the only way to play. You never know who wants you dead.
"Hey sis!" Zoë says, walking into the room with a smile.
@[member=Jayne Inque]
