Nar Shaddaa

With the showers past, Zeno tries to think of something to do, so he calls up Jani Gwenz to see what she was up to and if she was free to meet and talk.

She answers after a moment and says, "Hey... Hi.... Lord Zeno! How are you?"

"Doing well. Just wanted to call and see how you were doing," he says as he strolls along the street. "Currently out for a stroll in the commercial district and I thought of you."

"Work has been crazy, but I get by. Is it nice out?" she asks.

"The rain stopped earlier so it's about as nice as it can be," he replies. "Not getting covered in oil or chemicals."

"Yeah that is a rather terrible perk of the weather, thankfully I come prepared," she responds.

"There has a been bunch of crazy stuff on the news, I am glad to hear you are okay... hopefully."

"Nothing that's happened on the news has affected me directly. I try not to get caught up in explosions," he replies. "Have those headlines and events affected you? I imagine security contracting may be seeing increased business right now."

"It's been crazy, good for business bad for everything else. Barely get five minutes to breath," she replies with exasperation.

"I can't imagine," he replies, pausing for a moment. "Well, if you can find a moment to relax, I'd love to take some time to catch up."

"You just called to talk?" she says slightly amused. "That really messes with the dangerous image of the Sith I was building in my head."

"I love to talk," he says with a laugh. "Don't let that stand in the way of your image of danger though. Just because I enjoy a pleasant conversation doesn't mean I don't love a pitched combat more."

"I will take your word for it," she says with a nervous laugh. "So... umm, what's your family like?"

"The Deathwrights? Loyal, skilled pilots. Elite among the Empire. Been a part of the Empire for around a thousand years. I'd dare say you couldn't find stronger bonds in the empire than those shared by our family. And it has been a wonderful life growing up among them, even if difficult compared to other Noble houses. We are more austere than most others because we focus more on our skills than political games."

"You're the first noble I have ever met, so I have no real frame of reference," she says honestly.

"Many noble families maneuver and engage in politics, trying to gain favor and trade resources. Mine focuses on military accomplishments and capabilities. Our political aims tend to be aimed at resource gathering to ensure we have sufficient, high quality equipment."

"So is that why you are here, to get resources from the Hutts?" she asks curiously.

"Not really. I would help my family however I can, but I'm a warrior. Resource management is not my specialty. I'm here to support the empire as I can."

"Such a good son," she says warmly.

There is an incoming call from the Lt. Carza Hilya.

"I have another call, one moment?" He says, flipping over when he gets the okay.

"Hilya here, I got a message from home, your father is coming to Nar Shaddaa, not sure why yet," she says skipping right to the chase.

"I'll be on Kintan tomorrow. When is he arriving?" Zeno asks.

"Tomorrow night, I can stall him but not by much," she says.

"I'll try to be done there as early as I can," he confirms. "And be back in the afternoon. Thanks for the heads up. Shouldn't take too long once I get planetside."

"I do appreciate it, my Lord," Carza replies. "By your leave then?"

"Of course Lieutenant," he replies, letting her get back to what she was up to before switching back to Jani.

"Sorry about that."