Once again Senator Starros was not entirely sure how he had managed to blag this meeting, but - given the circumstances - he was not about to delve into it too deeply. Standing at the rim of the open landing pad on the outskirts of the capital city of Lothal, Starros had dressed in his usual style, Senatorial robes in light grey. This time, however, he had adorned his half-cape with a chromium pin, cast in the shape of the outline of the old Lothal Jedi temple. It was intended to serve as a sign of good faith, a common shared interest in working together with the organisation his guest represented.
"Do Jedi drink?" the question had been bugging him all day.
"I don't think so Senator?" Sanna replied, somewhat shocked that, of all things, it was his guests drinking habits that concerned him.
"That's rather dull of them." Starros chuckled to himself, as he saw his guest's ship arrive.
"No pressure or anything Sanna, but we really do need this to work today. The Sith are getting closer and closer, and with what I saw on Firrerre, I'm quite keen on ensuring Lothal doesn't become a sequel to that calamity."
@Darasuum