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[Avernus]

Nar Shaddaa, Aiuriss Holdings and Investments Branch Office

The Nar Shadda branch was the most heavily defended of all the AHI branch offices. Every other location was at least in what you would call a 'nice' area, but Nar Shaddaa was a crime-ridden rock despite the amount of wealth that it tended to generate. For now, it had become the company's base of operations while the assets were being sneakily evacuated from Sith Empire Space and relocated to become a far more galactically-inclusive business.

Darth Avernus' office was far larger than was necessary, as one who knew much of anything about him would probably expect. The centerpiece was a large, solid gold replica of a famous Korribanian sculpture. A minibar with lounge flanked his left side, and a waterfall and indoor pond with live fish flanked his right. His desk was made of treated wood from the dry forests of Athiss, rather than the typical metallic desk one would expect to see nowadays. The black floor tiles were made of a special Dromund Kaasian marble that was at the same time highly reflective and oddly light-absorbent which created an unnatural yet pleasing visual effect.

Avernus tapped away on his personal terminal, sorting out specific aspects of finance as well as devising a plan to move locations, employees, and assets around for the restructuring. The repetitive tapping and filling and clearing of fields in the management software was almost hypnotic. The sudden feeling of an unfamiliar presence snapped him out of his droid-like work trace. Soon after the doors to his office clicked as the door control panel sent the door a command to open. He hadn't authorized anyone to come up, but he could feel someone was on the other side of the door.

 

[Ladybug]

It didn't take long for her to find little appreciation for the planet. Between the smells of weakness, struggles, and the rot of the planet did nothing to oppose her judgment of the world. Though, she was not here by her own accord. Her Master, or rather the one she had hoped to gain favor from, had dispatched her to the planet to broker a deal with some criminal organization on behalf of either the Lord or the Empire; the young woman was unsure. Regardless of whom she was representing, she needed to show her future Master she was not only capable of completing the meaningless of tasks, but she possessed the ability to survive in a hostile environment.

Gliding observantly through the streets of Nar Shaddaa, the young Sith took extreme notice of her surroundings; placing every detail no matter how miniscule to memory. Surviving on an unknown world wasn't simply delegated to how strong one was in the Force, or the mastery of choice of weapons, but through the sheer knowledge of maintaining one's understanding of how the world changed around them. And as she strolled through the several marketplaces, where both legal and illegal transactions
were conducted daily, she knew there where eyes on her. Eyes, undoubtedly, belonging the minions of the one she was appointed to meet with.

Several paces later, she was met by a trio of scantly armed men boring the signa of her contact; beckoning her to follow them.