Tatooine - For Tony/Leda
This door, she had wondered on which arid sand planet she was on - there were a few that she knew of. Early on she’d been able to establish that it was Tatooine purely based on talk she’d overhead in a marketplace regarding the local Hutt presence. Jabba’s name was mentioned, but there was no telling how close to her own time that might be, Hutts had longer lifespans than humans and she remembered Han mentioning that Jabba’s title had been in place decades before they’d ever come to Tatooine.
When Leia had been there in the past, she’d not fared well, taken prisoner by Jabba when she’d attempted to rescue Han and for a moment thought they were all about to be put to death in the Sarlacc pit. A horrifying death. Thankfully, it had turned out for the better, and they’d escaped, she studied the speeders she saw pass by, and the lack of heavy Imperial presence, not a Stormtrooper to be seen told her that she likely wasn’t here at a time too close to her own.
Even so, she made an effort to blend in, just in case there was any chance she could be recognised, she’d wrapped a discarded, dusty scarf about her head and shoulders to conceal her appearance - wandering casually though the hot, sandy spaceport until she happened upon what she was looking for.
A junkyard.
She scouted the place until dusk had hit it appeared to be empty - locked by the owner, whilst perhaps she should have felt some guilt at the prospect of stealing what she needed, Leia reasoned with herself that this particular spaceport, Mos Eisley was a pretty wretched place, with criminals, gangs and slave traders rife among them, the most well off, were more than likely those who’d done pretty terrible things to get to the top. She’d heard that junk traders had no qualms about trading human lives just as readily.
Plus - they needed to get off this impossible world that was Starklandia and back home, for success of the Rebellion, and so much more.
The trouble was, the gates were extremely high ..and she’d never picked a lock before, using a blaster might attract too much attention.