ic: Maya Yubari Mos Eisley, Cantina Maya slid what remained of her Tatooine currency across the bar in exchange for a glass of what the barman had assured her was the finest Mos Eisley wine, she doubted this very much. Times were getting desperate now, she had sold all she was willing to and was now out of money. She wasn't going to risk accessing her bank account here, or in fact anywhere. She hunched over her glass and tried to stay out of sight, it seemed a bar brawl was about to start and she didn't want to get involved, she'd kept a low profile so far it would be a shame to blow it now. Her outfit didn't exactly scream incognito, she was wearing a long veil and a silk robe, one glance would tell you it was expensive but at least it wasn't colourful. A single sip from the "wine" was enough to confirm her earlier doubts about its quality but the toxic taste covered up the rancid smell of the cantina. The next events happened so fast that it took Maya a few seconds to recount what had happened. It seemed that the brawl had indeed started, a rather large Twi'Lek had been thrown backwards into her and subsequently her wine had ended up down his top. Seeing a frail young woman, obviously not from around here, the thug turned on her but was greeted with her blaster in his face. "Now the way I see it is..." She started, having now gained her composure. Thank god for the veil, it concealed her fear. "... we have just had a simple accident. Obviously you are very sorry you spilt my drink and will now buy me another one before you and your friend leave me in peace and take your business outside. Is my assessment correct?" tag: Anyone coming into the cantina, or already there.