Dark Jedi
It was a typical evening in the streets of the Corellian Sector. Nar Shaddaa was a perfect place to get lost in, and a rather difficult place to find someone in. Fortunately, the golden-skinned humanoid had paid good money from a reliable source as to where her target was. Unfortunately, the eccentrically-coloured broker couldn't give her more than the general area said target tended to visit at a specific time.
She sighed, but her eyes never stopped scanning the crowd below her. One of these people had something she wanted, or at the very least knew where she could find it. The wind pulled at her hood, but she kept it pulled over her head; with the sun setting and the night sky to her back, her robes would provide her with enough camouflage to go unnoticed.
Just as her eyes watched the crowd, her mind was watching the currents of the Force, making sure she was staying out of the public eye. One could never be too careful..
She sighed, but her eyes never stopped scanning the crowd below her. One of these people had something she wanted, or at the very least knew where she could find it. The wind pulled at her hood, but she kept it pulled over her head; with the sun setting and the night sky to her back, her robes would provide her with enough camouflage to go unnoticed.
Just as her eyes watched the crowd, her mind was watching the currents of the Force, making sure she was staying out of the public eye. One could never be too careful..