Kleya Marki
Killer, Rebel, Hero, Spy
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Rain fell heavily as Honey walked down the streets of Coruscant in its twilight hours. No weather controls or meteorological predictions could make heads or tails of this sudden storm, the Ecumenopolis' climate performing a miracle even the Empire couldn't bring to heel.
The storm picked up, winds now whipping as the rain grew harder. Honey could barely see what was immediately in front of them and stopped beneath an establishment's overhang to regain their bearings.
A nearby door swings open with an electric 'whish'.
You there!called out a woman's voice,
Come inside, this won't let up anytime soon!When Honey complied, drenched head to toe and dripping on the welcome mat, they were greeted by a young woman with a smile too warm to reach her eyes.
Welcome to the gallery of Galactic Antiquities and Objects of Interest,she uttered with a polite, albeit mildly amused tone,
Shelter's free so long as you don't break anything.