Ware is this House? (D4, EA Warehouse)

[Soren Lom]

As rain poured down on the city, in a hitherto unseen Falleen form, Soren approached the locale given to him by the Black Sun's local boss and walked around the area as if a normal citizen of the town.

His first job was simply to observe the place and see what kinds of defenses there were around the building and who was looking after it.

[Flession]

The weather was rough outside today and things were tough to be outside. Still, the guards were out there doing their job all the same. They at least looked prepared for it, wearing thermal cloaks to help with the weather itself.

At a casual glance, the building is two stories tall, with a few viable entrances and exists. The guard themselves are armed but not holding their weapons, obviously a move to not not call upon attention upon themselves. Their uniform themselves is fairly casual otherwise, though it is obvious there is some padding for extra defense.

That's about all you can surmise from a casual glance.

[Soren Lom]

Soren nodded to the guards as he passed by, "Really pouring today, huh? It's like we're standing under a bantha when it starts to piss, eh?"

[Flession]

"Yeah, you're telling me." One of the guards said in passing, a male human, giving a small laugh at the comment. "We need it, though. Been quite a bit since the last rainstorm." He turned and nodded his head respectfully to you as you passed by, not losing pace of his movement for patrol.

[Soren Lom]

He nodded in return, "Sucks to be out in it though. My boss has me out runnin' an errand. I was like, 'In this weather?!'... Didn't go too well though... and so you see me here getting poured on."

[Flession]

"Tell me about it. Least they provided us with these" He motions to the thermal capes. He keeps his eyes focused on the Falleen for a moment before looking around. "What's your boss got you doing that's so important that it couldn't wait?"

His tone was more casual than suspicious.

[Soren Lom]

"Hell if I know. Damn Toydarian always needing things done right this moment... I'm like, 'You see it's like... end of the world type storm outside... why I gotta go?!" He shook his head.

"Bosses are the worst. I bet you all don't like standing here in the rain any more than I do."

[Flession]

"Yeah, tell me about it. Don't see mine out here today with us, either."

He smiled at him. "Well, best get back to it. Stay dry the best you can."

[Soren Lom]

Soren nodded and looked carefully for a moment at each of the guards, "Gonna need a good drink after this shit... You know anywhere near?"

[Flession]

"Hmm..." He gave a pause and some consideration. "Boss has been pushing some bar out in the boonies somewhere..." He gives it a little bit of thought to trying to recall it, but to no avail. "Can't remember the name, though. Slippery Mynock though is good. Not too far from here."

[Soren Lom]

"I know the place. Maybe I'll see ya there later. If I see ya I'll buy ya a drink." Soren said with a smile.

[Flession]

There is a bit of a friendly nod to it. "I'll be sure to do the same, man. Maybe we can share stories about who has the worse boss." He laughs about it and continues on the patrol.

[Soren Lom]

He chuckled, "When do you get off? So I know how long I have to write up my list."

He laughed once as he prepared to go on his way.

[Flession]

"Shift change is about 5 hours." The man looks over at the Fallen. "I'll be on this shift for the next few days, so if not today, hey, grab a drink sometime; we usually go out and have a few before heading home."

[Soren Lom]

"Excellent. I'll look for ya." He said with a nod as he walked off down the street adjacent to the building.

[Soren Lom]

Soren would go to drinks later and try to observe some of the mannerisms of the people who came and learn a bit about them in a comfortable environment.

Would also spend time watching the schedule shifts and how they take place.