Built over looking the Caamasi Gardens, a lovely nearly upscale hotel is found. Within the lobby, an entourage of bellhops and ESPO Security along with CoprSec moves, taking luggage to some appointed room and ensuring the Direx's safety. The woman herself is seated upon a posh bench, with her blonde assistant beside her. Each woman holds an infant, both very pale, the flesh devoid of olive and yellow hues, with a very slight lavendar complection. The infants, girls, coo and giggle as the adults play with them and talk about the purpose of the visit. "I swear, I hate holding hands with the contract holders here. Tatooine is by far easier to deal with. If they get their goods great, if not, well that grounds for coming out to visit. Here, anytime there's a hint of civil change, unrest, viole