For as long as it had stood, Kala'uun had served as the business hub for the entire planet of Ryloth. Many a space pilot could find themselves in the capital city during their treks across the Outer Rim, stopping on the planet to have a few drinks and perhaps mingle with the natives, the Twi'leks. The upper layers of the spaceport mountain held a complex collection of shops and businesses, and one could be forgiven for overlooking the small, dingy repair shop that was sandwiched in the rock between a cantina and a guns dealer - not exactly the best match.
If one were to go inside the repair shop, its multi-colored lights glowing dimly on the sign at the entrance, one would find an assortment of various droid and ship parts cluttering the inside of the store, smothered by the smell of fuel. Inside the dimly lit shop, a female Twi'lek, her pink skin standing out in contrast against the darkness, could be found behind a desk, casually swiping over a holopad and tapping every so often to input some kind of information.
Sighing, Sieen plopped the holopad wistfully down on the counter and held her face in her hands for a few seconds, closing her eyes against the headache that was starting to creep up. Just to break even with the rent they were charging her for this building, she was going to need to fix more than a few more astromech droids.
"Da jeeba da baska," she said in Twi'leki. "This is not good."
If one were to go inside the repair shop, its multi-colored lights glowing dimly on the sign at the entrance, one would find an assortment of various droid and ship parts cluttering the inside of the store, smothered by the smell of fuel. Inside the dimly lit shop, a female Twi'lek, her pink skin standing out in contrast against the darkness, could be found behind a desk, casually swiping over a holopad and tapping every so often to input some kind of information.
Sighing, Sieen plopped the holopad wistfully down on the counter and held her face in her hands for a few seconds, closing her eyes against the headache that was starting to creep up. Just to break even with the rent they were charging her for this building, she was going to need to fix more than a few more astromech droids.
"Da jeeba da baska," she said in Twi'leki. "This is not good."
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