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Jabba the Hutt Memorial Plaza
One thing that could always be said for Nar Shaddaa was that, for being the most disgustingly corrupt centre of the Galaxy, it was always changing.
Hutts were able to wipe the moon's buildings clean and start again to fit whatever warped vision they had for a 'perfect' city because no one was able to stand in their way. If you didn't sell to a Hutt, after all, they would just kill you and be done with it. Such had been how Jabba the Hutt Memorial Plaza had been created, under the direction of a local Hutt of some renown and cleared of all else to ensure it could be built. This Hutt, Wallut the Hutt, was a descendant of the great and powerful Jabba the Hutt and so wanted an area of the planet to be presented as well as possible to reflect on the greatness of his ancestor.
Having been educated in the Core (at great expense) Wallut the Hutt had a preference for the type of architecture that could be found deeper in the Galaxy and had demanded that anyone wishing to build near his plaza needed to build in the same style. The Oracle, seeing their fortunes well and truly on the rise, purchased a semi-completed skyscraper on the edge of the plaza not long ago. Various elements of the businesses and enterprises of the Oracle were relocated to the Tower, as it became known as.
Only the first three floors were furnished and completed, serving as part-front business and part-legitimate business as several different scams and businesses were run out of the space. Workers on those first three floors came dressed in full business attire with blasters strapped under jackets and under dress hem-lines as they were instructed to give the entire operation an air of class despite openly being a criminal enterprise. Battledroids and other scumbag-types walked the halls alongside those in business dress, all of them deep in the pockets of the Oracle.
Even from outside, it was clear that most floors of the tower lay empty but at the top extra floors were still being constructed, seemingly in an effort to ensure that the penthouse office was taller than any of the other buildings around the plaza. As the trio approached the building, they would find themselves in a line to even enter the building, several people ahead of them as a collection of B1 Battledroids acted as security, scanning entry passes alongside an armed probe droid and a single organic, who seemed to be the acting supervisor if her datapads and annoyed expression were anything to go by.
As they approached, the man closest to them, at the end of the line, just shrugged as he caught them looking.
"Taungsdays, am I right?"
@Sreeya @Phoenix @Alhon