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Private Duty Abandoned


Isobel Serraris Isobel Serraris

The Galactic City Fashion District lay bathed in ethereal starlight. A thousand conversations buzzed against the glass with static of pure commerce and vanity. Every few seconds, apologetic chirps bubbled from bumped into delivery droids, adding a rather playful percussion some might say. Near the central plazas, musicians coaxed jazz melodies with their brass, holding their own against some Rodian child that appeared to be engaged in protest over the price of a frozen treat. Something about paying double for sprinkles, from what Lysander could tell.

Charcoal trousers whispered against a lithe frame, paired with a black knit sweater that defied the neon palette of the district; sleeves rolled half-way up exposed a meticulously crafted timepiece. Black sneakers, the one's once used for hunting ops like ducks alongside Acier Moonbound Acier Moonbound , and a minimalist leather belt completed the ensemble. If anything, it was proof that for the Sith, wardrobe variety was a total myth. And perhaps, a dash of black in Izzy's wardrobe would be a divine project for the day; truly, seeing her in a darker shade may even be like solving a cosmic mystery. A datapad acted as a lonely accessory under one arm.

Without word, he extended the brewed caf toward the Nabooan, followed by a gentle sip of his own, and then reached to tuck a wayward strand of moonlit hair behind an ear. "I totes cannot tell whether this is fashion or a cry for help?" the query was undoubtedly foreign as it was.. pleasant, courtesy of his younger sister's influence of Core slang.

Action was sudden and wonderfully impulsive. As the datapad shifted to act as a mirror for both of them, the needle-like spire provided a backdrop. The camera activated with a soft chirp, and before the shutter click even faded, thumbs moved with speed across the screen; the image vanished into the reaches of the HoloNet, deposited straight onto Fatine von Ascania Fatine von Ascania 's Zinstagram feed. A lopsided smirk appeared while typing away at a few hashtags. #CoruscantProblems #BlackOnBlackOnBlack #ShoppingwiththeJedi.
 

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