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Leia Organa Solo (yourhighnessnes) wrote in snapthread,

Yes. The novelty of it was enough for now. A sense of home, and familiarity combined in all would be enough for Leia to push aside whatever it was weighing on her in Starklandia, and just take today as another pleasant outing, and embrace it for that. This mall looked big enough to spend hours in - though she would be somewhat more doubtful of how fortunate and successful scavenging would be in such a populated area, should they not have the Force on their side. Not that they necessarily had to take anything with them - it just seemed a foolish opportunity not to.

The Slug going about it’s day had a certain Huttese quality, but most certainly wasn’t one. Still for that it caught their attention, Leia also caught glancing at the slow-moving creature too, before Galen announced he didn’t care where they started, just so long as they dove into what was a rather different, but likely rather fun adventure, of sorts - not quite as thrilling as their respective pasts, but adventure all the same? Leia was in tow without much say, but she didn’t mind at this point, it was as she’d said almost impossible to know where to begin.

The store they arrived at, was at first glance a clothing one, and a rather extravagantly fashioned one at that, and definitely not as brightly lit as the other shops either. It smelled too - not particularly to Leia’s personal taste, but it was a perfumed aroma that was between floral, spiced and sweet. It was, at a mere glance a clothing store - but it really didn’t take that long of a look around, to see that it was a very specific type of clothing, and right now in the Princesses eyes really not conducive to helping the already slightly stalled situation Leia was creating between them, for a reason. At least - until she found a way to talk to him. It only seemed right.

“Come on-” She tried to sort of laugh it off to Galen, giving him a push to start moving on to the next store, before they were interrupted by a - Leia would have called her obnoxious, but an overly-bright and friendly alien, with a soft purple skin hue - humanoid for the most part, and adhering to what Leia imagined was criteria based on one's genetic 'luck', required to work here.

“Isn’t that just beautiful?” She crooned at them both, eyes alight, and clearly desperate to make a sale. Leia almost thought it was unfortunate she spoke basic, or whatever it was in this galaxy, she wasn’t even looking at the item, but the purple shop assistant still held it up, what was an admittedly very pretty, and floaty blue piece of lingerie. “Thank you- we’re fine. Really.” Leia was by this point, trying hard to disengage, diplomatically.