With the entrance of Casany Praxor the Anvil, the presence of Jon Dromon was utterly forgotten by Zaia Krodas. So she didn’t notice when he slipped into a corner to talk to his partner, instead fixing her gaze on her vod as she came close and pressed her fist against Zaia’s pauldron.
If it wasn’t obvious already, Casany was not wearing her traditional Mandalorian armor. Not even the signature red and gold of her clan. And, she was here. What changed? But Zaia didn’t move or blink as Cas continued on.
“A hot minute.” I missed you. She was family, her sister. Now, she found out that her sister had not only changed her appearance, but also her name. Candy. Like something sweet. She didn’t know if she saw that fitting, but Zaia nodded anyway. Her vod would always be Casany to her. Zaia broke into a wan smile at the stripper part, though. She could much more easily see a person imagining Casany as a stripper being stripped of their dignity before the thought even entered their mind.
She smiled just as Casany did. Of course she was here on business. A real Mandalorian wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t. And if anyone was a real Mandalorian, it was Casany Praxor.
“Same,” Zaia responded, meeting Cas’s gaze. After so long, she was surprisingly short of words to say to her vod. “I’m looking for someone. The Badger. What kind of business are you in?”
@Die Shize