Lahana looked at the stocky man that approached her. Why did he come up to her? She looked around, slightly confused. People usually talked to her master before her, the braid in her hair essentially telling people not to bother. "Hello..." She said, her expression perhaps more tense and offputting than she intended. She remembered that it was polite to introduce oneself when meeting for the first time, and also to shake hands. It was fine if she only did one of those, she figured. "Wes, I am Lahana Sunset..." What else was she supposed to say to someone? "...I hope our mission goes... well." She looked to her master, however he was now speaking with a woman that had approached. Suddenly, a hologram appeared not too far from her. Her right hand went to one of her lightsabers, and for a split moment she was ready to slice it to pieces. Thankfully her training hadn't been for nothing. She may still be a tad jumpy, but it was better than how she reacted to surprises in the past. She didn't need to introduce herself to the hologram, did she? She just told someone her name and didn't feel like doing it again so soon, and she was pretty sure she couldn't shake hands with it.

"As a matter of fact our journey was very uneventful. I am Kale, and this is my padawan Lahana." Lahana's master motioned to her with his hand, she was still glaring at the hologram.

Meanwhile, the Twi'lek woman who had been waiting for questions, had received none. She had broken out into a cold sweat, and her eyes were darting to various people in the crowd. "M-my name is Fufuro by the way. Haha it's a silly name I know but my parents... Oh no one cares, no one ever cares." She mumbled to herself, hardly speaking loud enough for anyone to hear her. Her head hung low as she walked over the end of the courtyard where a garage door stood. She slowly pressed buttons on a keypad as if each one was her destroyed hopes and dreams. The garage doors opened and a large armored vehicle rolled out. There was a young man standing on the front hood with his hands on his hips and a cocky smile on his face. As the borderline tank came to a stop he stumbled slightly, but righted himself and acted as if nothing happened. He ran a hand through his long blue hair and jumped down from the vehicle.

"What's up everybody! The name's Jayce and I'll be your commanding officer for operation Drug Obliteration." He spoke with a boisterous voice that demanded attention.

"Jayce, that's not the name of the operation, it doesn't even have a name." Fufuro said, closing the garage door. 

"If you want in on the action hop in, otherwise you can stay here with the gloomy glass of milk." He pointed behind him at the vehicle with his thumbs, ignoring Fufuro's complaint. 

"Hey, I don't look like bantha milk... And someone needs to stay here. A representative of the local communities will be coming, what if some gang attacks? What if they use bombs? W-what if they use a lot of bombs?" 

Lahana blinked at the two Republic soldiers, they didn't quite act like the ones she'd seen in the core worlds. She turned to her master. "We're going to the drug den, right?" She asked.

"You will be padawan, I will stay here." He said. Lahana tilted her head in confusion. 

"What do you mean, shouldn't you be there with me? You are always with me on assignments."

"Precisely, If you are to be a Jedi Knight you must learn to handle yourself without me. I will not always be around after all." Lahana opened her mouth to speak, but clenched her fists and nodded her head.

"Yes master, I will not let you down."