Skylar was heading home from the more sophisticated side of Nar Shaddaa, where she had bought some new but efficient clothing for traveling, and a dress for fancy meetings and other stuff like that. She also had bought a new backpack capable for her stuff, and a short sword to go with her knife. She was wearing a black tank top and gray skinny jeans, the opposite colors of what she usually wore, but it matched her new grey pilot's jacket, so it worked. She hadn't pickpocketed many people in the past few days, but she had started to lose her edge and she kept getting caught. Surprisingly, Skylar had walked away from each with more than she bargained for, and was soon to be on a ship to meet up with one of her victims, a nice lady who had given her enough credits to get off Nar Shaddaa, to discuss joining her faction.
She thought about pickpocketing one last time before leaving in the morning, and decided to try it one last time before starting a new life on a new planet. Taking her knife with her, Skylar left her stuff in her apartment and headed to the street that had the bars, the easiest place, and hardest place, to pickpocket unsuspecting travelers and bar flies.
[Member="Scorpio"]
She thought about pickpocketing one last time before leaving in the morning, and decided to try it one last time before starting a new life on a new planet. Taking her knife with her, Skylar left her stuff in her apartment and headed to the street that had the bars, the easiest place, and hardest place, to pickpocket unsuspecting travelers and bar flies.
[Member="Scorpio"]