The Rebel Faction

Zandor nods and follows soon after. The ship's ramp lowers and the sun shines in. The desert of Tatoonie can be seen for miles in any direction. They've landed in a town, most of the houses are dome shaped. The Hoppers slip on sandles to so the hot desert sand doesn't burn their feet and begin to unload their cargo. Zandor walks out in some black sandles, looking around and heading for one of the larger domes.

Zandor points to the largest dome, which he is headed toward.

The Hopper speed around, usally getting in each others way, but stearing clear of Zeta.

Zandor merely shrugs and continues. Reaching the door he waits for Zeta.

Dora and Darbock continue to unload supplies, looking over at Zeta uneasily. "I don't like him."
"Dora, you don't like your own brother."
"But still, he gives me the creeps."
"...Just unload the darn supplies."

He knocks on the door and looks up at Zeta. "Is there something bothering you?"

"Don't tell me what to do, Darbock."
"Oh do shut up. Just unload the darn supplies. If you don't like him, complain to Zandor and Lina, NOT ME!!!"
"Ms. Lina, you mean."
"...I can call her either."
"But Zandor is the only one who can ca-"
"Will you shut up about it?!! I can call her that if I want!!"
"........Fine."
They continues to unload supplies, glaring at each other from time to time.

Another Hopper opens the door. He's slightly smaller than Zandor and it dressed in a dark green robe. He leads them in without a word to a large chamber. It's gray wall have tapestries handing from them. Two couches are in the middle of the room and a chair by them. A dark red carpet covered most of the floor. Zandor walks in and jumps up on a couch, sitting down. The butler/hopper begins to walk out and turns back. "Ms. Lina will be here shortly, please make yourselves at home."