"Another night in Ryloth..." the girl sighed and murmured to herself, shifting her hazel eyes towards the warrior. A 17 year old named Serenity Vowler glanced suspiciously at the activity around her, checking the time on watch, every now and then.
Her auburn hair came down over her shoulders, accenting her outfit. Her top consisted of a white, flowing tank top with lace trim at the ends, along with a bright red cardigan worn over it. For bottoms, she wore pants that ripped at the seams, including various holes all over them. Her boots clicked whenever she walked to get a drink for someone; after all, she was the bartender. Her blaster was in her back right pocket, in case she got into trouble, which she usually didn’t on Ryloth. On Corellia, that was a different story. Thugs were surrounding Serenity and the unfamiliar warrior sitting right in front of her, and she blinked twice before talking. “Sorry about that, I space out every now and then. Now then, a Corellian tapcafe, coming up…!!”
After handing the lady her drink, Serenity finished her shift... a day well done. She looked outside at the sunset, it was a lovely shade of crimson red, blotted with dots of orange and pink, almost like the sky had its own work of art. “I wonder if Corellia has beauty too, outside the part time jobs I have to do.”
Serenity Vowler walked back in with a huge smile… determined to talk to the warrior face to face.
Thinking about what to say, she finally started talking to the warrior: “Hello there miss, how can I help you?” Her round, hazel eyes glimmered with hope, waiting for her to start talking.