Veronica
No one Helps anyone 'round here...that Needs to Ch
Naboo. Naboo was a rather timid world, it's landscaped filled with grasslands and its skies blue as the sea. Some would say it was a paradise. While, in reality...it was just a rather tranquil war. It wasn't being fought over at the moment as it held no real strategic value. Naboo held cities made of classical bricks which were seen few and far between within the Galaxy as a whole. Yet, the bricks were as strong as they were unique and beautiful. Painted a sometimes smooth emerald or not even painted at all…it made no difference to its inhabitants or visitors. Either way, the cities and buildings of Naboo…always would look rather beautiful against the grassy landscape.
Veronica was currently at a outdoors sandwich stand. Now, pre-leaving Jakku, she never would've ever thought that she could ever talk to a complete stranger. Let alone ask them for some food for a small fee of credits. Though, much had changed so far within the short time period that Veronica had left Jakku. Though, that still didn't make her any less nervous to just ask for a turkey and veggie sandwich. Which, to most people…wasn't that big of a deal. Though, it's different once you live upon Jakku for basically your whole life and have close to no social interaction with other people. In many ways, this has made Veronica rather socially awkward. And, that didn't help too much within large crowds. While ordering her sandwich, Veronica adjusted her turquoise flannel shirt some which was lying atop of a white Tanktop. Now, the only way her flannel jacket was currently staying on wa stat its ends were tied at the bottom to keep the shirt both opened all of the way up, yet still atop of her body so that it wouldn't fall off. Veronica slightly fiddled with the holster of a blaster which was attached to her right thigh whilst waiting for her order. The holster in question was strapped around her thigh via leather straps which stood atop a pair of jean shorts with black leggings underneath.
After buying the sandwich, Veronica looked around cautiously and nervously for a place to sit down and eat outside. Though, that's where a problem came in. So far, at lest one person sat per table…with most of the tables seats being filled up at most tables. Sure, their were a few tables here and there which held only one person. But just the thought of asking anybody if she could sit down at the table with them…sent shivers down Veronica's spine. So, instead of just standing ther, Veronica decided to try and weave in and out of the crowd of tables…trying to find a free table anywhere.
Veronica was currently at a outdoors sandwich stand. Now, pre-leaving Jakku, she never would've ever thought that she could ever talk to a complete stranger. Let alone ask them for some food for a small fee of credits. Though, much had changed so far within the short time period that Veronica had left Jakku. Though, that still didn't make her any less nervous to just ask for a turkey and veggie sandwich. Which, to most people…wasn't that big of a deal. Though, it's different once you live upon Jakku for basically your whole life and have close to no social interaction with other people. In many ways, this has made Veronica rather socially awkward. And, that didn't help too much within large crowds. While ordering her sandwich, Veronica adjusted her turquoise flannel shirt some which was lying atop of a white Tanktop. Now, the only way her flannel jacket was currently staying on wa stat its ends were tied at the bottom to keep the shirt both opened all of the way up, yet still atop of her body so that it wouldn't fall off. Veronica slightly fiddled with the holster of a blaster which was attached to her right thigh whilst waiting for her order. The holster in question was strapped around her thigh via leather straps which stood atop a pair of jean shorts with black leggings underneath.
After buying the sandwich, Veronica looked around cautiously and nervously for a place to sit down and eat outside. Though, that's where a problem came in. So far, at lest one person sat per table…with most of the tables seats being filled up at most tables. Sure, their were a few tables here and there which held only one person. But just the thought of asking anybody if she could sit down at the table with them…sent shivers down Veronica's spine. So, instead of just standing ther, Veronica decided to try and weave in and out of the crowd of tables…trying to find a free table anywhere.