Brand New Sheriff's Come to Town

[Formorta]

The ye old 'rebuild and innovate motive, she had a feeling this women and the Viceroy of Tythe would get along well. Both seemed to have a thing for transforming lifeless worlds into thriving planets on par with all the well known worlds in the CIS... not that Tatooine was not well known, just in a different way. "Well I am sure with enough money that could be achieved, though unless you plan to transform the planet some things will stay the same". She doubted the Tuskens would change much and regardless of how many public facilities were improve crime would not really vanish. Tatooine was just to close to Nar Shadda and the Hutt worlds to be completely deprived to such issues.

As the trio continued on she raise an eyebrow at the two's take on 'fun'. "So your first idea on becoming the leader of this planet is to harass to locals"? "I may not be one for caring much but I believe such a train of though won't do you any favors forgetting the people on your side". Or it could have just been a joke, one of the few things Formorta had a hard time telling with people.

@Kniibi@Helly Reyne[member="ZFR-9EI"]

 

[Helly Reyne]

Shaking her head, Helly turned back to [member="Formorta"] and said, "I don't mean to change the entire planet from what it's like now. Terraforming isn't really my thing. I'm talking about painting pictures on some parts of the planet; cities, venues, even just straight up art installations. The Tusken won't be affected by this, though I would like them to not get in the way of Tatooine's people, if at all possible... And I never said I would harass these people! Just reminiscing. I was a teenager once, I'm allowed to talk about it."

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[member="ZFR-9EI"]

 

[Odium Ira]

Zeffer listened to the pair speak, actually chuckling a bit at the thought of Helly in her youth. He never really had a youth of his own, being programmed with pretty much the same personality three centuries, but it was interesting to hear the stories.

Meanwhile, one of his secondary hulls noticed a seemingly absentminded Jawa nearby. The hull walked towards the Jawa, looking at it curiously.

[member="Helly Reyne"] [member="Formorta"] [member="Kniibi"]

 

[Formorta]

"... childhood hu? sounds like fun". The masked women gave a small shurg as the trio came to the cantina, "well here we are, seems like your ideas are quite interesting but all this talk has made me thirsty". Coming to the door she opened it for the new Vicroy, "hmmm, Z, you may need to either wait out here or park in on of the docking bays nearby, you have a holo number which I can call you on"? It would be a little rude to push the droid out of the conversation due to his size but for the time being there was not much they could do about it.

[member="ZFR-9EI"] [member="Helly Reyne"]

 

[Odium Ira]

Zeffer simply nodded, showing Formorta and Helly a number on a hologram. "This is how you can reach me."

[member="Formorta"] [member="Helly Reyne"]

 

[Helly Reyne]

Helly sighed and agreed, "I could use a drink myself. Still have enough of a human brain for it to respond to alcohol. I made sure of that."

After Zeffer gave his number, she moved closer to hug his right leg knowing that it might not have meant anything to him. "See you around, Zeffer. Hopefully we'll change the discrimination of droids eventually, right?" That would be something that could take centuries, if not more. But with the right movement at the right time, it could have been done in a single lifetime. At least, she hoped.

The Mos Eisley Cantina turned out to be much of what she expected from what she'd already seen of Tatooine. A mixing pot of all kinds of people across the galaxy, mostly outer rim folks. As Kniibi led her deeper inside, she mostly ignored the rowdier patrons without being stepped on, probably not her first time here. Helly herself felt the piercing gaze of those around her, feeling the slightest bit uncomfortable even after having extensive experience with not being received very well. Maybe that was how they looked at every new face, skeptical and shrewd.

It was a good thing she had Formorta at her back, but a part of her still worried for her safety there. She sat down on the stool beside the one that Kniibi climbed up and signaled the bartender, a Falleen man with a full black beard. He grinned when he saw her, though she held her enthusiasm in, as it didn't seem like the friendliest of smiles.

"What can I get for you?" he asked, his hands clasped together.

"I, uh... don't suppose you have any fruity drinks?"

The bartender's grin remained unmoving as he shook his head.

"Shots of rum it is, then," she concluded.

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[member="ZFR-9EI"] | [member="Formorta"]

 

[Formorta]

Formorta just gave her a nod, she could use a drink herself, helped keep certain memories out of her head and in the present. Upon entering the bar it was busy as usual for this time of the day, people from all across the planet settling in to escape the heat of the twin suns. Bounty hunters, farmers, traders everything, even what looked like to be a few soldiers from the CIS.

It wasn't hard to miss the stares from the patrons at Helly, some seemed to be looks of scrutiny, others of interest... maybe a little to interested, while others were just of curiosity. Non would last very long, a quick glare from the masked assassin making most divert their gaze back to drinks and friends. Only those who really knew her or had tough enough personality resisted the daggers coming from her eyes.

Taking a seat she looked to have calmed down, but kept a blaster ready in her third right hand pointed towards the center of the room from under her cloak, just in case. As the bartender came around she gave him no look, only uttering one word, "usual".

[member="Helly Reyne"] [member="ZFR-9EI"]

 

[Odium Ira]

Even without a face that could show it, anyone watching could tell the large droid was surprised by Helly's hug. He looked at Formorta, clear unsure of what to do, but the viceroy broke the hug and walked inside. Zeffer decided to look around a bit, waiting for the pair to contact him.

[member="Formorta"] [member="Helly Reyne"]