It was the perfect day for Skylar to go to spaceport, the young pickpocket knowing that she wouldn't be able to stop herself from stealing a few wallets and maybe even a purse or two from the tourists and drunkards that walked (or swaggered) about. She had dressed herself up as a young smuggler, wearing two pistols in thigh holsters, her knife and pendant in their usual places, and her white hair up in a ponytail and satchel on her back.
Luck was on her side as she strolled casually down, stealing a wallet here and there, until she spotted the perfect target, smuggler by the looks of him, walking down the ramp of a cool looking ship.
[memeber="Duncan Voidstar"]
Luck was on her side as she strolled casually down, stealing a wallet here and there, until she spotted the perfect target, smuggler by the looks of him, walking down the ramp of a cool looking ship.
[memeber="Duncan Voidstar"]