Ashe Senari
I was raised to be a weapon, but I was born to be
Ashe sighed and downed another shot of whatever liquor the bartender set in front of her. She had had another long day and a drink sounded like a good solution. Well okay, make that five drinks, so far. She glanced around the cantina taking in the dancer's and sketchy looking figures hidden off in a corner, no doubt discussing some kind of illegal deal. She debated going back to her dojo and taking some shots at a punching bag for a bit to ease her boredom, but decided as bad as her day was she didn't want to be entirely alone. She glanced at the datapad sitting beside her. A half finished drawing of her and another Echani in the middle of a sparring match lit up the screen. She had been working on it in between ordering drinks. [member="Mit Tuxaire"]