Hundreds of cantinas, thousands of subtle hints, and Rachael still found herself on the search for the notorious Blue Star Pirates. This Tatoonian cantina would hopefully shed her more luck.
Approaching the bartender; a kindly enough looking human, Rachael probed his mind, ever so gently, in search wheather or not he was affiliated with the BSP and, if so, what she could say to make him recruit her. She made sure her probe was not enough to draw the man's attention and then…..
Got it.
She smiled at the man as she sat down. She could have tried to use her looks to get te man's attention but she knew that, overall, would not get her what she wanted. She could have let her long crimson hair flow the center of her back but instead decided to keep it in the bun that held it captive. She could have exposed more flesh and risk being burnt by the twin suns in an attempt to be more sensually alluring but she doubted that would have more than an initial effect. No, she instead decided to sit down and draw his attention a more normal way.
Hell. Let me get the stongest thing you've got.
