<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Zuilia laughed slightly as Nivek ran over how Nee Nee would behave on a good day. He’s fine and waiting just outside perched in a good position to watch the goings on and warn me about trouble.” She smiled and finished off her drink and was about to get another when storm troopers made an appearance questioning certain folks about a docked ship. She had no choice but to use her abilities and really pay attention as the one marked as a Captain approached a single guy (Argo) at the bar. She looked at Nivek and Demetra and nodded her head to them that things will be ok. She heard the ship was at docking bay 25. Leaning into them spoke in a low whisper, “Your ship isn’t at docking bay 25 is it?” </span><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"> </span><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Before she can get her table company to answer she hears the Woornian answer up to owning the ship. Zuilia is primed to act and cannot figure out why…she didn’t know the gentleman and she was not under any obligation to get involved. But storm troopers had a tendency to rub her wrong. Her instincts were screaming to get out of there but instead she sat waiting to see what else these walking footmen wanted. Two moved over to the dark gentleman and it was not just that he wore dark attire she felt something. The annoyed gamblers made noise about being questioned and felt there had to be more to this. Her hand dropped down to her left thigh as she slipped a hand into her cloak. Her hand comfortably rested upon her weapon of choice, a light saber.</span>