As morning hinted at a less oppressive day, Soleene took a stroll around the middle district to get her bearings. Her urban exploration eventually bought her to the ruin that was formerly Madame Saphs'. She took a glance around to see if there were any sort of sign or warnings. After a moment, she shrugged to no one in particular. It wasn't like she was here to follow the rules anyway. Throwing caution to the wind, she stepped through the threshold into the building.

She had seen her share of shows like "Force Ghost of Coruscant" and "Haunt Hunters" which were done in places just like this one.

She had been aimless again; wandering. Hoping to hear a voice in her head, maybe. Or find some sort of clue telling her where to go next, what to do now. For a brief moment she thought maybe she'd found it. That sense of... darkness. Violence and all the emotions that came with it, still lingering. She didn't think this was the kind of clue she was really looking for...

... but with nothing better to do she had still stepped inside.

As it turned out, not too long after a mandalorian. Another one. How many of them were there on this rock, anyhow?

"Doesn't look like there's much left," she said, from behind the other.

Soleene perhaps let the ominous vibes of the ruins sink in with her recollection of those shows, despite her always thinking that it was always the buildings who made the sound rather than an apparition. At the sound of the voice, she quickly spun around to catch what was behind her before relaxing her stance.

She gave a look around before giving a few casual nods of her head. "Hah, I guess there isn't...I was actually kind of curious about what was actually left here. Tyllia, right?"

"I guess we've met then," she said. She didn't particularly remember talking to this mandalorian, but there'd been a few lingering nearby when she's had conversations as of late, so introductions could've been made.

At the very least it was unlikely that this one was a bounty hunter catching her prey by aimlessly wandering into buildings hoping to lure in her prey... who were only passing nearby by chance.

"I was kind of curious myself. I expect the place will have been combed over pretty well by scavengers. But I have a feeling there's... maybe something... still here. Were you planning a thorough search?"

"Kind of, briefly, at least," she nodded a few times, "This was back at that little meeting or I guess it could be considered at Rabble-rousers Anonymous to some. We went into a small circle and made our introductions, I think? Not much beyond that, but I take it that you're pretty popular around here. Are you a local?"

Soleene looked upwards, probably trying to see if the ceiling was stable enough, in case anything fell on her. She supposed she had the head protection at the very least. "Maybe not that deep of a search but I was planning to take a look around and see what this place was once. I probably should have done my research before I popped in. Would hate to catch some reactor sickness and not even know it."

"Why would you think I'm popular around here?" she seemed somewhat amused by the notion.

"Ah, I don't know. You look young and someone who might know people around here. You're don't look exactly heavily armed, not because you can't be but maybe because you just need to get around, for better or worse. It's far easier to not turn heads if you can slip into wherever you need to go and meet your friends."

She gestured with a hand as if to find an additional point that she was reluctant to tap into. "And you were chatting with Manny a while back that night too, right? He seems to get around being popular, for better or worse."

"That was literally the first and last time I talked to him. Shame really, now that you mention him. He's a fool, but he's an amusing fool."

She looked around, then looked at the armor in front of her.

"Frankly though, I'm surprised the Imperials haven't come out in force to detain you and the other Mandalorian yet. Wouldn't surprise me if your armor violates half a dozen Imperial laws."

Perception at Average from both!

Perception: 4eA+2eD 3 successes, 1 threat

"I imagine that he must have a hook about him. Apparently, he's been hanging out at the Enclave for a while," she said before shaking her head. It was probably best to drop the topic of Manny while they still could. The less said about eggs, the better. It would explain why she was suddenly so selective during breakfast.

"You know, I might be surprised too they haven't come looking for trouble. My theory is that they're still too busy rounding up all the other Mandalorians around the city before they're bothering with us. I think I might have a number in the line but it'll be a while." She chuckled and shook her head. "Seriously though, I think I'm just not hanging out in the right spots. I haven't bothered going up to the upper city yet. Thankfully, I have no business there yet."

Day 3, Late Morning, Perception Roll!: 2eA+2eD 2 successes, 1 threat

Both Soleene and Tyllia hear the singular vehicle pull up outside.

"Okay..." she said as she slowly turned toward the exit at the sound before speaking to Tyllia. "I doubt this place is part of any garbage route. Tell me those are friends of yours."

"Probably," she said, calmly.

Tyllia's wanderings hadn't been quite as aimless as they might've at first appeared. This *was* more or less the area where she'd heard they would show up today. Couldn't fathom why, though.

"Don't make this into a big deal, please."

There was a long quiet pause from Soleene before she crossed her arms and nodded. Whatever this was about, this seemed like her show. "All right, then."

They would hear foot steps coming from a different part of the abandoned club and a familiar large armored figure would emerge from the darkness. Deonis had good information that people he sought to meet would be here today and so he'd made his way up to the mid city and found another entrance into the place.

He saw the two familiar people and nodded "morning." He said looking between both of them.

It was impossible to ignore him. She knew he was coming before she even heard the footsteps. And she wasn't sure how to feel about it. After all, it presented him with the kind of opportunity that could potentially give insight into her past. Was that a good thing in the context of whatever they were doing? Or a bad thing? She couldn't tell.

"..." She opened her mouth as if to say something at him, but instead turned away, looking toward where she expected the vehicle's occupants would come into view from.

He knew the feeling and shared it he some how knew the girl would be in the building when he saw it. Seemed proximity based as far as he could tell. Weird. But he was never one for lots of words so when she said nothing he made no push for conversation.

First, boots on the ground as the main doors opened. One set of feet and then a pair which searched around. Eventually that pair came up through the hall from the entrance and took notice of the group, each glancing to the other. Placing a hand up to ones ear they indicated the presence of a few individuals before a third, a woman also dressed in a suit gave them a look over. This woman in turn looked between each member of the group before promptly turning about and walking toward the exit.

A few minutes pass before the original woman returns. Approaching the group she looks between everyone before asking, "What's your business here?"

She looked to the other two for a moment and sighed before looking to the woman.

"Hate it to break it to you, but you should keep their itinerary a little more confidential, given that the word on the street's that the sisters were coming to check the place out today. I figured I might pop in, say hello, nice to see you again, etcetera."