Citadel Station looms large ahead of them, slowly orbiting Telos and casting a broad shadow over the blasted surface below. The Ebon Hawk comes in for a landing in the hangar they're directed to, setting down light as a feather and powering down with barely a complaint. Uthuar and Sharra had done good work on her, with T3-M4's help.
Sigh. She presses her side firmer against Rand side and settles into a somewhat distant expression. He's the captain today, she's just the cute girlfriend in a short dress. No Jedi here!
Their roles picked out - he's channeling his usual almost-cocky sarcastic asshole vibe - they head out into the airlock, closing it behind them to release the door to the docks outside.
For a given value of "outside", anyway. This part of the docking bay is mainly one long hallway studded by airlock doors leading into individual hangars. Theirs is just to the right of a stairway leading up to another level, on which they can hear the sound of impatient passengers awaiting their flights.
A man in a station security uniform is in fact waiting for them just outside their door, half-focused on something on a datapad while they approach.
"Uh-" he looks up, "Oh, yeah."
He straightens up, slipping his datapad away.
"Station's not too far from here, if you don't mind just following me?"
Atton shrugs, squeezing Sharra's shoulder as he does, "Well, we're not going anywhere else til this gets sorted out," he sweeps out his other arm, "Lead the way."
Sharra takes a look around the hanger in a little wonder! "Is the rest of the station be as fancy as this?" she says in a slight accent.
"Uh! It's all pretty brand new! It's temporary, though, just as long as it takes to regreen the surface, you know?"
He leads them up the stairs and through the waiting area there, and then out into the main concourse.
"We'll take a transport up to the station," he says, pausing by a terminal to make the request, "No need to walk up all those stairs."
"It's free! The republic is covering public transport on the station. Some other things, too."
The transport appears quickly - it's a car with seating for eight, which is swiftly half-filled with other passengers as they get on. The transport travels in its own lane between other traffic, moving more swiftly than the others can because of it.
"Admiral Onasi was involved in a lot of the planning! He used to live here, you know? On Telos. His family's from here. He's put a lot of work into the project."
Sharra sits in Atton's lap, then turns to look at the other passengers.
"Hi! I'm Sharra. Do you know any good noodle places?"
She gets a few odd looks, but the teenaged boy in the row behind them lights up, "Yeah! My uncle owns a place in ward five! He makes the best glowblue noodles!"
She links! And wiggles nstead.
"It's been so long since I had glowblue noodles. Years and years. Me and my boy were in near-servitude at a mining station where the droids tried to kill us all! And before that I was stuck on this rock called Verth 27I, which was maybe even worse than evil killer droids! My papa used to make them for me, does your uncle add Golden Lichen Tuile? My papa grew them special for."
"Oh wow, I've never even heard of that. I mean, I've only been to Riosa and Telos before, though. Maybe uncle will know about them?" He sends the address! "Tell him I sent you, okay? Oh- I'm Genth!"
"Genth! I'm Sharra." She sends him 5 creds! "No one is gonna be creepy and gross and - did you know that a group of guys tried to sell me into slavery. My boy said it's 'coz I'm pretty and I'm really good with mechanics but it was. So scary. I'm so lucky - I was looking into the killer droids and I thought maybe it was coming from these droids that we found out in space on a derelict and I was poking them and I got them working! And then they told me that the other other droid was an assassin! A protocol droid. That has to be like. The most evil. Apart from a nanny droid, right? Because they're supposed to help you."