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Great, Naboo....( PM to join )

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Tariu Fett"] [member="Morgana Forceborn"]​
Naboo, yep a world full of lush grass and foliage along with long winding rivers. Not like Zathra was never at these worlds, she was at these worlds quite a lot but she liked Tattoine the most, with it's large furry Bantha's, plant thing in the ground that ate people and large slimy slug CrimeLords. But Naboo was under Tattoine and Tattoine was under well, Mandalore of course. A light grey 1300-freighter flew through the clean and crystallized atmosphere and sky of Naboo. The freighter had graffiti designs upon it along with a Orange Mandalorion symbol painted on the top hull of the ship. But, their was something missing on the ship, will Zathra couldn't exactly remember at this moment in time so, eh. The Light Freighter zoomed down close to the ground and landed within the capital of Theed, a wonderful city, will Zathra thought of it less so. So what it had brick buildings, water and awesome statues. Zathra had seen it all before, at Tattoine. The freighter zoomed down near the ground and then clicking sounded as landing struts exited from the bottom of the ship soon followed by a steel ramp. Zathra walked out from the ramp followed by her little purple and orange astromech droid. She was wearing her classic Graffiti Style Mandalorion armor along with her mandalorion helmet, boy Naboo, let's just see if anything interesting will happen this time, unlike on Geonosis. Gross, insect people things, bleh!
 
As majestic and beautiful Naboo could be it was also boring. So why was Morgana here again? Oh yeah, because her masters suggested it was a good place to Focus on meditation. True the chambers on Ossus would have worked but her masters wanted her to try outside meditation experience. You would never know when you're far off in the galaxy and need to take the time to reflect on matters at hand. Well at the very least it got her out of the temple again. She enjoyed being away from the confines of Ossus and the Jedi Temple, often just because she'd spent too much of her life there. And Naboo was an ideal enough place, minus the Gungans maybe. But instead of meditating at first Morgana instead found herself exporing and window-shopping. Which, thanks to her Aunt's large sums of credits she tended to send her, it may have soon turned into actual shopping.​
[member="Zathra Fett"] [member="Tariu Fett"]​
 
Tariu Fett was just debarking from his ancient but heavily modified Firespray Patrol and Attack craft, dubbed "The Slave" in honor of a long passed ancestor of his. The Mandalorian warrior had chartered a sea faring craft to indulge in his relaxing hobby of fishing. Though on Naboo sometimes the fisherman could end up as the prey and not the bait on his hook. With such danger added excitement to the retreat that he had long yearned for as the galaxy was a chaotic conglomeration of a kids game known as king of the hill where a man such a Tariu could make large sums of credits for being a hired gun or trekking to the blackwater planets for bounties. Either had made the mandalorian a busy man and he had to force himself to have a few days off for clarity of mind and body. A life of violence takes its toll and for Tariu it was his small hobbies that kept him in check.

He would look up to the skies as the sounds of another ship coming in for landing caught his attention. It was a busy starport so such was not out of the norm but it was the unique design upon said ship that caught his visored eyes. Tariu would snort in disgust and hiss with in the own confines of his helmet "Who would desecrate their ship with such ugly graffiti? "

Tariu would walk off his loading ramp and with a few blinks of an eye to the hardwired slave circiut controls with in his HUD, the ramp would ascend and securely locking the ship up. He was still focused on the ship, curious to who the pilot was for if the artwork was a tell sign of either a person that was careless about their ship or it was a person of uniqueness and Tariu was attracted to the unique, sometime they stood out as profitable if they showed up on a bounty list.

[member="Morgana Forceborn"] [member="Zathra Fett"]
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Tariu Fett"] [member="Morgana Forceborn"]​
Zathra turned back to her ship and clicked a button on her wrist console and the ramp ascended upwards into the ship and with a clicking sound, the ship locked not allowing anybody but herself inside. Zathra took her graffiti styled Mandalorion helmet off and held it under her right arm. Now, without her helmet it displayed her violent purple hair with amber orange streaks in it. Yep, it did show her personality quite a lot at times. Zathra walked from her ship and then walked along a concrete pavement road leading into the city. Great, now what should she do, she could of course buy something for her little astromech that was currently tagging along behind her, or she could just buy some furniture like a chair for her ship cause well, her ship was kinda....no super bland on the inside, minus her room with her paintings on the walls.
 
Morgana's little trip through the marketplace had proven a little more extravagant than it seemed. She'd already decided on a few new clothes, and now sported a pair of sun visors to add to her more glamourus look. She knew the Jedi weren't the material sort, but she did enjoy looking good. Plus she would argue the Jedi just didn't have the money like she did. After exiting one shop, however, her sense and vision was down which lead to her bumping into someone. A andalorian girl she realized by the look of her armor. She tried to apologize while at the same time examining her rather unique set-up. Whoever she was she had a style all her own Morgana had not often seen in people. She liked that.​
Trying to make light of the situation she said "Very nice panting. You do it yourself?"
[member="Tariu Fett"]​
 
The mandalorian warrior sighed to himself as he spotted the girl with recognition. Her violent purple hair and unique armor art was easily identifiable as [member="Zathra Fett"] , a fellow clansmen of the Fett Clan. Tariu had not spent much time with the girl but from the quick exchanges at clan gatherings he would describe her as sparky and vibrant with a dash of quick wittiness. Her work with colors certainly had made His own ship look dullishly vague, which matched his blue and grey armor that was mostly covered with a boring blue poncho.

Tariu would remove his helmet, exposing his tanned scarred face and black hair to the elements of Naboo. The fresh air was a welcome taste and he took it all in with a deep breath and exhale. His hazel brown eyes were fixed upon Zathra as he would venture towards her. While in stride he would bare witness to a stranger stumbling upon her, his own combat reflexes would force his right hand to reach for the westar-34 nested in his nerf hide holster off his right hip in quick draw fashion. What stayed his hand from actually drawing the deadly weapon would be the lack of aggression and the absence of violence in both Zathra's and [member="Morgana Forceborn"] 's reactions.

Taking a deep breath, he would continue walking towards the two, his helmet rested comfortably in the nook of his left arm while his blue poncho flapped in the wind. Tariu was not a tall man, but sported a heavy athletic build of a warrior tried and tested. His piercing eyes were stern and full of confidence. He would approach the two giving them both a once over before introduction was made.

He would look at Zathra "Su cuy'gar, Vode!" his voice was huskied with a deep concordian accent. Then he would at the attractive lady that was in their presence " Who ois your frieend, Zathr'ika?"
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Tariu Fett"] [member="Morgana Forceborn"]​
"Thanks, and yes I did.
Z​atrha then heard the familiar voice of Tariu, one of her clansmen. This guy, she hadn't met him much except for a few times at those clan meeting things and each time well, he was quite determined and seemed like the soldiering type. He was also interesting at times but that was for another day. Will this was now pretty much like a typical day, she met a new person and found a person she already knew, the only thing that was missing was for something interesting to happen. Zathra turned quickly, slightly shocked at finding him hear before replying to Tairu now.
"Pas, Tairu, ru'dayasku nayc haa'taylir, staabi? balyc, pirusti Ni shi urcir ibic sarlu'r."
[[Translation-Hey, Tairu, long time no see, right? also, well I just met this person.]]
 
At least the girl wasn't resentful in anyway. That was a relief. However Morgana turned when the man, who also seemed to be Mandolorian, arrived. The two spoke and for a moment Morgana didn't understand. However she'd learned a new ability which she knew would help. Quickly she focused before using Force Translation, which helped her understand what they were saying. It helped and now she knew the two were familiar with each other. She figured they had some sort of history perhaps, or if nothing else may have been related. But then the attention was brought back to her. Trying to show off her ability she used the Force technique to speak in their laungaue as well.​
<Oh, sorry. I'm Morgana. Morgana Forceborn. And really I just ran into her by mistake. I wasn't looking.>
[member="Zathra Fett"] [member="Tariu Fett"]​
 
"Elek munit can'ara!" The older mando replied back to [member="Zathra Fett"], slightly looking up at her for she had an inch in height on the warrior. His brown eyes would now focus on the stranger who had graciously introduced herself. [member="Morgana Forceborn"] , was the name and Tariu would make note to put her name into the holonet search the moment he had his helmet back on. Such was a habit for him, one never knew what would turn up with intel.

"Oloram Ms Forceborn! Oi em Tariu Fett! Pleesure to meet ya mate!" He would greet the stranger with a subtle nod of his head and thick accent, his eyes never leaving hers. "Now, you two preetty laduees would luke to join mee oin some bevvies? " Tariu would invite them both to have drinks with him. Sides from not wanting to drink alone, having two beautiful women to share drinks and company with was always a bonus in his books.
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Tariu Fett"] [member="Morgana Forceborn"]​
"Sure why not? I was going to buy some stuff for my ship but will, we have like all day"
Zathra nodded towards the both of them before unlocking her ship and kneeling down to her droid. She told her little orange and purple astromech to go back to the ship to make sure the ship doesn't get stolen. The little droid let's off a series of excited beeps and then rolls back towards the ship and once the droid is inside, Zathra locks the ship. She then stood back up and looked towards the other two. Hopefully nothing bad would happen today or that she wouldn't get in trouble with any local police, which did seem to happen quite a lot to her, but well she didn't know why. Maybe they didn't like her graffiti art on building but hey, it's art...don't hate.
 
At least things were starting on good enough terms. Looking between the two Mandolorians before the one called [member="Tariu Fett"] had offered them both drinks. Not the best of porposition, especially with two young girls, but Morgana could handle herself. And she had the feeling [member="Zathra Fett"] would be able to as well. If anything she was more curious to have any sort of adventure outside of what she was originally here for. She shrugged and nodded before following the two, taking a moment to see Zathra's droid.​
"Aww. He's cute." she said, watching to reach otu and rub his outer shell.​
 

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