Maya Carrick
Shadow of Hope
Fingers flying across her controls of her ship the Leb bring her sweet heart to rest waiting for the sand storm to let up before making it to the her pickup. Walking back to the back to grab her gear, putting first on her Akk armor, the place that was pick was Tatooine that she knew better then to go with out protection on. Leaving her other lightsaber behind taking the one that blended into her hair as a lightsaber claw that only seem to be there to hold back her long thick purple hair. Putting the last of her knee high boots, putting on her belt to a pistol, others little throwing knifes on her left hip was strapped a long AKK tooth knife with gold bands on top and on bottom. Carving on the handle of the bones. What was exposed had a long tattoo of designed. Putting on a cloak of her own choosing for the task at hand. Pulling up the old worn cloak finely putting on her hood. Became a blend of light, to move as if no ripped in the force could be seen by the naked eye.
Off she took across the streets of Tatooine flowing around her her cloak wiped around her. Wearing google to keep the sand from her eyes. To find herself going faster across the landscape, coming to the end of a long street turning to a fourth one by the time it was all done. Stopping in front of what could only be guess as a cantaina by the look at those coming out not only looking rough looking but also ones that could hold themselves up fully.
Coming inside as she took off her cloak to those unwanted eyes upon her keeping her body covered, by only those that had an imagination didn't have to see the rest of her to grin at her. Resting her arm on the bar ordering her drink with a smooth voice, A tatares wine, be snapped about it. Looking out upon it that was in as if she was looking for someone, seeking she would do until she found why she had came back to such a planet as this. Just what kind of job this one had in mind didn't matter to her, it was a few credits didn't have would have, if the job was right with her moral standers. [member="Solan Charr"]
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Off she took across the streets of Tatooine flowing around her her cloak wiped around her. Wearing google to keep the sand from her eyes. To find herself going faster across the landscape, coming to the end of a long street turning to a fourth one by the time it was all done. Stopping in front of what could only be guess as a cantaina by the look at those coming out not only looking rough looking but also ones that could hold themselves up fully.
Coming inside as she took off her cloak to those unwanted eyes upon her keeping her body covered, by only those that had an imagination didn't have to see the rest of her to grin at her. Resting her arm on the bar ordering her drink with a smooth voice, A tatares wine, be snapped about it. Looking out upon it that was in as if she was looking for someone, seeking she would do until she found why she had came back to such a planet as this. Just what kind of job this one had in mind didn't matter to her, it was a few credits didn't have would have, if the job was right with her moral standers. [member="Solan Charr"]