Ethos City, Lithios
Downtown, Larkell's Bar
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Cinara couldn't decide if she liked the rain or not. The almost constant drizzle falling on the bustling planet could be seen as depressing yet it was beautifully refreshing too from a certain point of view. Most of the time, the Mando didn't pay too much attention to the weather as she wore her sand-gold
beskar'gam; with the
buy'ce in place and suit of armor sealed from the outside world it wasn't a factor in her day to day activities for the most part.
But for tonight, a night out as any other would might have while visiting a new place, there would be no hint of her being a
Mando'ad nor even the woman's trade. The grease and grim from beneath the mechanic's nails and hands had been scrubbed away. She had decided upon an
outfit that would blend in with the metropolitan night life of Ethos City. Ci's plan was just to have fun for a bit, let her hair down a little so to speak before she headed back to Kal'Shebbol and to the wild grind in the Kathol Sector of the Outer Rim territories.
Earlier in the day Cinara had ventured into the underground black market in full Mandalorian fashion looking for a certain elusive part for a rare, old ship she was fixing up for a well-paying client. After her successful negotiations for the found item, she had gone back to her own ship docked at the spaceport. Finding it was late in the day to begin another journey back along the hyperspace lane of Crusader's Way, a stay over was in order. Plus, she had barely gotten to see the better parts of the city, but there was no way the blue-eyed, blonde was going to the Red Light-Entertainment sector by herself for some personal enjoyment.
So after getting a few names of bars and clubs in the more upper class downtown area that she might appreciate from a fellow spacer, Cinara hailed a hovertaxi to take her to the first one on the list. A few credits were given to the driver, then the tall, sandy blonde dashed across the sidewalk so not to get too wet and into Larkell's Bar. The establishment was dark inside with red background for illumination.
Interesting...
Walking up to the main bar, she slipped onto an empty stool and flashed a small smile at the bartender.
"I'll have a Corellian ale, please," Ci ordered, then peered around casually at the other patrons that were there while waiting on the drink; most of the males were interacting with holographic females.
Men?!
Her sky blue gaze picked out one that surprisingly wasn't enthralled in the beauties doing their thing before him sitting rather glumly over at a table. He sported a facial scar like hers... though on the other side.
Bet that has a good story behind it...
Course, Cinara drank to forget how she had received hers all those years ago by the hand of someone who was supposed to love her.