Private Faux

[Cain Sevu]

Sevu was growing restless.

Lianna, for all its dank alleys and unassuming drunkards, was a bit confining for the girl. As much as she appreciated the low hanging fruit (otherwise known as people) now at her expense, these streets weren't exactly scrubbed clean of bad memories. Before Alicia's intervention, Cain had come within inches of her life roaming these very lanes. That wasn't an easy thing to forget. Dignity was a new, strange concept to her; but now that she had a taste of it there was absolutely no going back. She may not have been entirely human, but that didn't mean she couldn't share in their imaginary principles.

With her hood drawn and eyes veiled under darkened lenses the girl blankly regarded a store front, skimming over the displayed goods with scrutiny. After a moment she fished out some credits from her cloak and set them rattling on the counter. The shopkeeper looked at her strangely, brow raised in anticipation for her to voice a request which never came. Instead, she raised a finger, pointing out a rack of spices and herbs to his left. From them, she selected a few bottles, turned, and left without saying a word. It was a short, efficient exchange. Most people seemed to have a compulsory need to fluff out every interaction with chit chat. It was something Cain simply didn't understand and didn't particularly care to.

All she was interested in at the moment was making a bowl of soup. It was something she'd observed street vendors do a thousand times over. A remarkably ordinary, human thing. Until Alicia demanded her services, she was more or less trapped here. Circling her cage like a tiger.

She figured she might as well pick up some hobbies in the meantime.

Solan Charr

 

[Solan Charr]

Solan had come to Lianna to admittedly do a bit of spying on how the Imperials ran things. He had come with falsified records and even now walked with his hands in his pockets. He had been looking forward to possibly doing some gambling or having some fun but where he was there wasn't really much going on. He was surprised to see what he had though so far. He was expecting a far stricter and more organized society, something he always assumed of imperials and their planets but it seemed that even the capital of an imperial empire could have some more unsavory portions of their capital. It was a massive city and he doubted they really had the power to govern everyone and everything.

He doubted that there would be much trouble he could get into here, and what little trouble there was to find would likely get him found out by the Imperials and their forces. IT would do bad if the spy got caught over something that simple, and yet he would find himself still curious about what he could do on the planet to help out people who had nothing better than to live in imperial society.

It was then that he had walked near Cain, turning down the street and passing the same shop she had been in. His feet would stop though, the man so tied to the force sensing something was off and his eyes turning over his shoulder to look at the shop. He did not do anything or say anything but he did keep walking and would take a seat on a bench. There he would watch and wait, seeing Cain come from the shop eventually, and carrying something that looked pretty small and simple.

He would watch for a bit longer before he let his presence in the force flare up, wondering her reaction to feeling the presence of someone soundly in the dark influence of the force.

Cain Sevu