It had been an interesting contact for the job. Yet the credits which were briefly mentioned were appealing enough. Her employer had requested her to meet her in some backwater planet, with very little people. Not that many cantina options either, something which wasn’t a favorite of Synna.
The coordinates given to her brought her to a darker area of the town, and she was glad she kept both blasters on her at all times. Something in her gut didn’t sit well with the area. She almost felt like something was going to jump out at her any second and not your typical thug.
Finally, she found the building, pushing the code for the door she had been given. She made note the tech was reminiscence of her homeworld but she merely shrugged it off. Ganthelian tech was widely used throughout the galaxy.
Synna continued down the hall, finally coming to the room.
“Hello?” She called, entering it. “Synna Gedrow. I was contacted about a job.”