Luxury quarter, Airtight base.
Hoth Asteroid Field
Co-ordintes: K-18
A formerly secret base within the field, drilled deep into the nickel-iron core of one of the larger of the belt's asteroids. 'Airtight' base was once the haven of pirates, during the Galactic Civil war. Over a century had passed and this was now a centre for mining activity, more that it served all the mining bases. A place to drink, trade and relax. Compact, sturdy and dense with visitors. There was no luxury of the Cloud City, and no view of the stars they had travelled. It had been a long run to this corner of the galaxy, and they needed some rest and a bit of pleasant surroundings. He'd taken to their dice games and had floated a little warchest, and now he returned to their both. She'd been watching everyone.
She'd always watched him, and watched everyone. Didn't even take off the visored helmet when in public, kriff, even when they were alone on long hyperspace jumps she didn't. The Maidne's Avarice was a lonely place sometimes, just the two of them speeding through space. Long periods of waiting, punctuated by random kriffing bouts of combat; short as they were. Lessons in defence, since they had met she'd taken the stance that he needed looking after. He was taller, he could fly and shoot. But oh no, he didn't know the Way. He didn't match up to her kriffing standards, but he was learning.
He looked over to his shipmate, placing his winnings on the table, looking down at the stacks of local Bespin and glittering old school credits. He looked up at her t-shaped visor. couldn't see her face. Her helmet was her face, her eyes the horizontal slit. He leaned back, dug his fingernails into his scalp and scratched. "Ugh, it almost seems too easy! Just roll the dice and know when to leave..." his finger intertwined behind his head, he set a confident smile. "... having fun?"
@Hirojani Andro
She'd always watched him, and watched everyone. Didn't even take off the visored helmet when in public, kriff, even when they were alone on long hyperspace jumps she didn't. The Maidne's Avarice was a lonely place sometimes, just the two of them speeding through space. Long periods of waiting, punctuated by random kriffing bouts of combat; short as they were. Lessons in defence, since they had met she'd taken the stance that he needed looking after. He was taller, he could fly and shoot. But oh no, he didn't know the Way. He didn't match up to her kriffing standards, but he was learning.
He looked over to his shipmate, placing his winnings on the table, looking down at the stacks of local Bespin and glittering old school credits. He looked up at her t-shaped visor. couldn't see her face. Her helmet was her face, her eyes the horizontal slit. He leaned back, dug his fingernails into his scalp and scratched. "Ugh, it almost seems too easy! Just roll the dice and know when to leave..." his finger intertwined behind his head, he set a confident smile. "... having fun?"
@Hirojani Andro