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.

As Zeta's feet sets into Tatooine's sand, he looks around, a tight evil smile plays upon his lips.

"Ah, such memories.."

He observes the hoppers' busy at work. He calls out to Zandor.

"The lady, where is she?"

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.

He grunted in acknowledgement.

"I wish to meet her before the tournament."

It was not a question he spoke of but more of a not so out right spoken demand.

"There is much I can learn from her before the tournament."

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."

Once Zeta reaches the door he stops, motioning to the door he speaks.

"After you.."

He cranes his neck off to the right a moment, staring off at the hoppers' still at work. His eyes seemed to be giving them a cold fixed stare for just a moment and then he quickly turns back to look at Zandor.

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.

Zeta pursed his lips for a moment, deciding if he should tell Zandor or not, he decided not to.

"No..Not with me.."

Just as he finishes the door swings open..

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."

Zeta walks over to the other couch, not really wishing to sit next to Zandor. he looks around the large room, noticing every little deatail about it and then he sits back against the couch, eyeing Zandor ever so often.