An armored woman made her way threw the crowds on the small moon in Hutt space after landing her ship. A few Jawas had come up to "inspect" it but a quick flash of the small blaster in her belt scared them off. She shook her head under the helmet she wore, remembering how she ever did like Jawas. Like little hodded rats she'd rather exterminate. It didn't matter. She'd just made another profit off a bounty she collected and felt the need to celebrate in her own way.
Eventually she reached one of the cloest bars and didn't hesitate to walk in. The place looked flithy, had bad music and was full of bad looking people. Perfect. She entered and stoo in the doorway for a moment, seeing everyone else stopp to look as she enterted. She didn't care as she immediatly walked for the bar, some going back to thier conversations while others still watched. She paid no mind to the ones who did as she took a seat.
"What can I get you?" the Rodian bar tender asked.
Before answeing she removed her helemt, revealing her beautiful face with long red hair and dark brown eyes.
She set it to the side and said "One ebla beer."
While she waited for her beer Aela looked back to see some of the patrons still watching her. She fully turned from her seat and stared some of them down, eventually making them look away. By the time she turned back her drink had arrived. Right away she took a long gulp before wiping her lips.
"Hey there, suger pie." a weequay said, sitting next to her.
"Beat it, walnut." she said, not looking at him.
He laughed a little and said "Don't be so mean, angel face. Couldn't help but see you sitting all alone and thought to myself now there's a girl who could use some company."
"Like a need a night sleeping in a tauntaun carcass." she commented.
Suddenly his hand touched her back and rubbed as he said "Come on. I know you know you look like you could use a friend to talk to. Maybe more."
She finally looked at him, eye-to-eye. He gave a sly smile which she returned, making him smile even more. Next thing the weequay knew she grabbed the hand that was touching him and slammed it on the bar before pulling out a knige she had hidden on her boot and driving it into his hand, right into the desk. He screamed as he was pinned to the bar while Aela took another sip of her drink.
"You want to do me a favor?" she asked. "Pay for my drink. Now!" He frantically used his free hand to put credits on the table. "Now take a hike." she said, finally pulling the knife out. As the weequay hled his hand in pain and ran out of the bar Aela looked to the bartender and said "Get me another."