Star Wars The Old Republic

"Yes. Most People hide from The Empire. Nobody can leave The Planet and these District are the only Places where they dont search. I would normally let You stay for Free but I can see You are wealthy...more then my regular Costumers. All i ask is a little bit of Payment. I have to Pay for The Supplies and The Fuel to keep this Effort here going. Im alone"

 

‘You are very generous to use what little you have to help others,’ Arkad smiled at her, ‘Sure, I can pay for your help. It is the least I can do.’ He pondered, ‘You are alone? So nobody is taking care of the rooms?’

 

"Most clean their Rooms themselfes. Sometimes i got elderly or Young Children who cant do it, so i take care of it. You wanna come in and have something to eat? I Have Bread and Deerstew"

 

‘If it is not a burden, I do not want to drain your resources for someone who does not really need it,’ Arkad said. ‘You said you were full up with people, how many would that even be?’

 

"I dont wanna discuss this out here....come in already i got a list inside"

 

Arkad nodded and followed her inside.

 

The Old Truck inside is redesigned completely. It has a Couch, a Small Bed and The Kittchenspot.

The Young Miaralian Girl looks around The Place for her List of People she took in.

"Er...feel Yourself like Home. Take a seat if You like. Whats Your Name Mister?"

 

‘Arthur, nice to meet you, Miss... ?’ Arkad said and went over to the couch to sit down.

 

"Ste'lla" She keeps searching and eventually finds The List and reads it. "Ok currently i grant 105 People Refuge, but that could change tomorrow again anyway."

 

Arkad chuckled, ‘Extraordinary, how did you even get enough space for so many people, Ste’lla?’

 

"You ask a lot of Questions Arthur. I manage." she looks at him.

 

‘I am sorry, just a bit fascinated there are still people around who are so selfless to dedicate themselves to others,’ Arkad smiled, ‘All the rest just seem to care how to pay for their next drink at the cantina.’ He sighed, ‘With all the Jedi dead, altruism seems to have died with them mostly.’

 

"Yeah...they are dead. Someone has to Help, and I can so i do it. The Republic and Empire lets these Peoples rott down here. And some they find and give them a Fate worse than Death. I mean look out there....This is Why The Galaxy slowly Dies" She points at The Window who gives a view to The Slums.

 

Arkad sighed, ‘Sometimes death is a kinder fate than surviving.’ He thought back to Juliet.

 

"We all die One Day. We owe it to others to forget about that Fact..." She eyes him.

 

Arkad smiled at her, ‘Oh, and how do you like to forget about it? Some cheap booze in good company?’ He chuckled.

 

She sighs and looks outside the window.

"I tried. But i cant forget about it."

 

‘Maybe you need to relax a little,’ Arkad said, ‘You do so much for every one else. When was the last time someone did something for you?’

 

"I dont have Friends so i guess never."

 

‘Oh, I am sorry to hear that. Do you want to head out for a drink, Ste’lla? My treat, of course,’ Arkad asked.