She rode in silence, occasionally glancing out the windows at those plumes of sand rising off in the moon-soaked desert. As degenerate as the planet's residents were, the place had a kind of beauty that, with her job done and her credit balance healthier, she was finally in a position to admire.<br/><br/>She collected herself and her things as the limo pulled up in front of the hotel, and she caught herself bidding the android a perfunctory goodbye.<i>Force of habit</i>, she thought, wryly; the 'droid, in its quasi-sentience, was likely programmed to show manners without caring whether they were reciprocated. By the time she'd picked her way through the crowd thronging the hotel's entryway, she'd unfastened her weapon belts yet again and offered it out to the armored Zax half-owner.<span style="color: mediumturquoise">"Busy night?"</span>she asked him, from behind a pleasant smile.<span style="color: mediumturquoise">"Was looking forward to getting some sleep and heading offworld in the morning, but are there other diversions to be enjoyed, here?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>