Adele headed off for the the hostel she was rooming at. It wasn't much to look at, inside or out, but it was the cheapest place that wouldn't question her identity or purpose here. Even so, she gave them a fake ID in case anyone came knocking.
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After Adele had cleaned herself up as much as the small basin they called a sink allowed, she went to sort through her stock. It hadn't increased much. For every weapon she picked up on the station she usually traded in one of her own so that she wouldn't be too burdened down. Speed was one of her best qualities, so she had to keep herself light. Also, when it came to getting out and off this place, it would be best to have all her belongings on her in case it was random—which it likely would be. That was how she went, everywhere except her home planet.
She rearranged her weapons for ideal placement, pulling different blades concealed beneath her cloak and hidden in folds of her clothes and belts on her boots, one gun at her hip, another down a boot. When she was finished, she checked the light outside. There was still plenty of time before she was to meet her new acquaintance for drinks. Adele wasn't anymore fond of her temporary residence than she was the station itself, but outside was better than in, so she decided sightseeing would be a good way to pass the time.