[h2][center]~|Nar Shaddaa, Veenra|~[/center][/h2]
[h2][center]~|Day 3, 6th Hour|~[/center][/h2]

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Fa paused a moment, avoiding taking in any more of the place’s foul scent as she reached out with the rest of her senses. She knew what their target, Zora, looked like, as she had studied her dossier extensively before the mission. However, there was more than a single blue Twi’lek in the bar, and Fa did not want to risk staring. Fortunately, she did not need much time to focus in order to locate her. Even among the crowded bar, teeming with life, there was one whose strength in the force shined brighter than everyone else combined, excluding Fa herself. The Twi’lek, Zora, their target, was in a booth halfway across the room somewhat secluded in the back. Even without the force, it likely would have been one of the first places Fa would have looked, being that it was a rather…stereotypical hiding place. 

Turning her head to Vebra beside her, she gave a subtle motion for him to stay put. “Wait here a moment. I don’t want to crowd her all at once. I shall approach, and if she is receptive, I will motion for you to join us. Otherwise, remain alert.” She instructed. Even from a slight distance, Vebra would still be able to react quickly if anything got out of hand. As well, it would likely be best for Fa to be the closest person to Zora if she turned violent. 

Fa stepped across the bar at a slow, but constant pace. She made an effort not to appear threatening in any part of her expression or demeanor, and she kept her hands safely away from her weapons. The bar was not exceptionally large, so it did not take but a few moments for Fa to come close enough to reasonably speak to Zora. “I would like to speak to you a moment. I promise that I mean no harm; please, let me buy you a drink.” She said, hoping the confrontation would at least not immediately turn violent.