[center]~|Day 2, 18:20-18:22 GST|~
~|Nazca, Prisoner Complex (Medical Bay)|~[/center]

Nazca snorted at Jayda's words. "That makes two of us. I don't want to be here, you don't want to be here. I'm a prisoner, you're a prisoner. I know ul'Zabrak, you know ul'zabrak. The only difference is, one of us has an opportunity change their imprisonment. Which one, you ask? Only time will tell." She smiled at the Zabrak, idly glancing over at Khan as the child began to speak. She immediately winced when he spoke to her about being a Jedi and shrugged helplessly at Jayda. She murmured quietly, hopefully so the cameras wouldn't pick up what she was saying, to Khan. "Careful what you say about her Khan. Her master despises weakness and finds the term Jedi synonymous with it. He flipped out when he thought she was acting like the Jedi. Comparing her to them while cameras can listen in is a bad idea if you want to help her not get the shit beat out of her." 

She shrugged again. "What's done is done. Strength comes from pain, doesn't it Kasluat*? You and I know that very well. Remember; **Shureen fro'tlesu atar" She gave Jayda a crooked smile. "Or at the very least die trying. Not high on my list, but it could happen at any time."

[sub]*Slut[/sub]

[sub]**We will prevail.[/sub]


[center]~| Day 3, 20:30 - 20:35 GST |~

~|Location: Melloch, Mos Eisley, Tatooine within Egrens shop|~[/center]

After leaving the group, Melloch made his way over to the shop in question. Once there, he came across his greatest foe on worlds that didn't have a large Herglic population: small doors. "Excuse me," Melloch called apologetically into the shop "this is going to take a while I'm afraid." He began to work his way through the door, shifting, twisting, and forcing all of his considerable mass and blubber through the small frame. It took far longer than he would have liked, but they always do and he was far past being embarrassed by other species not having the good sense to make doorways larger than they need to be.

Once he was finally in the store, he smiled sheepishly at the shop owner. "Forgive me if I cause a scene. Herglics weren't meant for exploring other planets that don't have properly sized doors it seems." He walked over to the counter, idly glancing at all the various relics sitting around. "I'm looking for someone that I heard frequently visits this place. A green Twi'lek by the name of Jiek. She runs messages for Janglor. Has she been around here recently?"