Daughter of Fen
Laekia
Sanctum Space
"...the area is quite lovely. You've got easy access to all the nearby facilities, I mean, the space port is a stones throw away." The estate agent was talking quickly, somewhat nervous in the company of her current client. Her current client who had said nought but three words to her in the four properties she had brought her too. So the agent babbled, unnecessarily so. Mia would be lying if she said she didn't get a kick out of making people nervous, but it wasn't something she went out of her way to do. It just, well, happened.
The apartment was nice enough, spacious and close to everything. But it was an apartment and Mia was pretty sure she'd said no to any apartment. Grey eyes watched a transport settle into the spaceport before she turned to the agent.
"I don't like it."
Four words. The agent blinked "No?" her shoulders sagged somewhat.
"Not your fault, I'm used to open spaces, not tower blocks."
"I see...Well in that case I've a wonderful property for you on the outskirts of--"
"Not today."
"Oh."
The pair left the flats, Mia booked herself another appointment for the following morning and thanked the agent, watching her walk away deflated. The former Mand'alor shook her head slightly and glanced skywards, eyes closing briefly to enjoy the sun on her face. It wasn't that she was trying to be a difficult customer, it was a simple case of she knew what she was looking for, and thus far, the agent had failed to provide it.
Opening her eyes, she crossed the street and began wandering towards the entertainment district in the hope of finding food and picking up on any local news.
[member="Seydon of Arda"]
Sanctum Space
"...the area is quite lovely. You've got easy access to all the nearby facilities, I mean, the space port is a stones throw away." The estate agent was talking quickly, somewhat nervous in the company of her current client. Her current client who had said nought but three words to her in the four properties she had brought her too. So the agent babbled, unnecessarily so. Mia would be lying if she said she didn't get a kick out of making people nervous, but it wasn't something she went out of her way to do. It just, well, happened.
The apartment was nice enough, spacious and close to everything. But it was an apartment and Mia was pretty sure she'd said no to any apartment. Grey eyes watched a transport settle into the spaceport before she turned to the agent.
"I don't like it."
Four words. The agent blinked "No?" her shoulders sagged somewhat.
"Not your fault, I'm used to open spaces, not tower blocks."
"I see...Well in that case I've a wonderful property for you on the outskirts of--"
"Not today."
"Oh."
The pair left the flats, Mia booked herself another appointment for the following morning and thanked the agent, watching her walk away deflated. The former Mand'alor shook her head slightly and glanced skywards, eyes closing briefly to enjoy the sun on her face. It wasn't that she was trying to be a difficult customer, it was a simple case of she knew what she was looking for, and thus far, the agent had failed to provide it.
Opening her eyes, she crossed the street and began wandering towards the entertainment district in the hope of finding food and picking up on any local news.
[member="Seydon of Arda"]