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Mos Espa Cantina
Corner Booth
Mid day
It was a bit of a training mission that Ewan was on, no not his training. While the Lt. Commander was getting himself checked out on the Two-Seater X-wing, he was training Lt. O'harsinalt on mapping and reconnaissance. They were simply here in Mos Espa for a refuel, and a meal, some minor intake cleaning and a meal. So while the two pilots had some time, and Ewan's astromech "95" (R9-D5) sat quietly next to the table, the two caught up and conversed. They talked about their careers, their families, their very lives. There was no real need to be concerned, or security minded as this was a backwater planet with little worry about who would know or care who they were, so they sat there and chatted.
O'harsinalt even ordered an ale.
The Cantina was what it was, a wretched hive of scum and villainy but Ewan knew a lot of the patrons as this was one of the places that he had hidden his family so they all looked at him as a friend and one of them, so it didn't matter to them what he wore. So he relaxed, he looked around and waved to those he knew and acknowledged those that he didn't. It was a fairly boring time, a boring day.
Corner Booth
Mid day
It was a bit of a training mission that Ewan was on, no not his training. While the Lt. Commander was getting himself checked out on the Two-Seater X-wing, he was training Lt. O'harsinalt on mapping and reconnaissance. They were simply here in Mos Espa for a refuel, and a meal, some minor intake cleaning and a meal. So while the two pilots had some time, and Ewan's astromech "95" (R9-D5) sat quietly next to the table, the two caught up and conversed. They talked about their careers, their families, their very lives. There was no real need to be concerned, or security minded as this was a backwater planet with little worry about who would know or care who they were, so they sat there and chatted.
O'harsinalt even ordered an ale.
The Cantina was what it was, a wretched hive of scum and villainy but Ewan knew a lot of the patrons as this was one of the places that he had hidden his family so they all looked at him as a friend and one of them, so it didn't matter to them what he wore. So he relaxed, he looked around and waved to those he knew and acknowledged those that he didn't. It was a fairly boring time, a boring day.