Shopkeeper (Retired)
Jenn was doing alright. She’d been taking a few contracts to do some computer slicing, and some little bits of slicing for her own profits. Nothing major, just hacking bank accounts linked to mystic Force groups. Like Jedi, mainly. Maybe the Baran Do didn’t say to do that, but they also didn’t say not to. And she was just loyal to the power that it gave her, not anyway that this girl, tattooed and working to take down the governments and corporations with her terminal, was going to be loyal to space wizards.
Making her way to the Core, the dark haired girl figured it was now or never. She had a ship from Santhe and was getting specialized equipment sent her way from Browncoat Arms, mainly through her employer in Bright Star. That was something new, not having a face to put to her employer. But right now? She didn’t have anything to worry about. And now, she was over on Etti IV.
Former home of the Corporate Sector. Time for some investigation. She was hoping someone would see what she was doing, and give her a hand, or a challenge. Finding herself in a café attached to a library, she was filing through the records and looking to see what made this world tick. There was money here. Maybe someone could exploit that.
Making her way to the Core, the dark haired girl figured it was now or never. She had a ship from Santhe and was getting specialized equipment sent her way from Browncoat Arms, mainly through her employer in Bright Star. That was something new, not having a face to put to her employer. But right now? She didn’t have anything to worry about. And now, she was over on Etti IV.
Former home of the Corporate Sector. Time for some investigation. She was hoping someone would see what she was doing, and give her a hand, or a challenge. Finding herself in a café attached to a library, she was filing through the records and looking to see what made this world tick. There was money here. Maybe someone could exploit that.