Fox's Arwing touches down nearby the bazaar and hops out of his craft. He walks towards the bazaar as he closes and locks up his ship. He meanders over at a slow pace as if he was waiting for someone to come along. Or something to happen. "Humph" he says as he walks through the busy town. He stands on a corner and looks around to see if he sees anyone he recognizes (whether to greet them or get ready to fight.) He being bored leans up on a wall and lights a cigarette.