OOM: Glee Anselm.

[jedipilot]

Glee Anselm. Not exactly the prettiest planet in the galaxy - what with it's hurricanes, storms, and swampy landmass. Although the Chiss had helped the Anselmi install duracrete roadways in the past, the city in which they had docked wasn't exactly something one would look for in a holo-brochure

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[just_a_soldier]

Reminded her of the space station. Except the Cantina was steady. It didn't shake, nothing fell down. No-one was aiming the storm here, no religious zealots ready to bring it down around her head. Aeryn smiled suddenly, gesturing with her 'not bad' drink.

"The gamma disturbances in this area are quite beautiful."

Too many memories related to storms, she thought, remembering how pretty the view from that window on Earth had been; cloudy and grey, but still glorious.

[jedipilot]

"Gamma disturbances?"

It takes Jaina a couple of seconds to realize that by gamma disturbances, Aeryn means storms. And by storms, she currently means the one raging a war outside the cantina.

"You mean storms, eh?" Her eyes flicker towards the window as her glass of warmed Jawa Juice sits rests by her chin. "Really spaced out there right now."

[just_a_soldier]

"Safe in here though." Her eyes followed the patrons carefully. So many different species, people mingling. Some spoke in hushed voices, others laughed uproariously.

She hid a smile behind her glass, tilting it backwards.

"I like it."

[jedipilot]

Jaina quirks an eyebrow and takes a slow sip from her glass. "Which? The cantina or the lightning show?"

She glances around, eyes narrowing in on a couple of Chiss sitting at the bar, and a human not too far away.

"I've been to better."