Eva Starflare
Claxi was the second planet past the asteroid belt around the red giant of the Ebas System. It had at one time a lush, wet planet. Nowadays it was not best for one to spend much time outside for the air was both hot and acidic.
In a very low cut purple dress, with leg slits very high on the long gown, Eva walked into one of the higher end casinos on the lesser continent of the east. Her hair was down on one side in cascading tendrils with jeweled ornaments, her lips the same purple as her dress. Her droid was following a half step behind to her left.
As she walked, she smiled and nodded at the various people. Gamblers, businessmen, criminals and those looking for particular amusements. Though she seemed to walk in a slow casual pace, she was in fact looking for an individual.
Eker Dl'mk was a grey skinned alien with ram like horns and stood as tall as a wookie. He was dressed in a shimmering gold sequence dress, his talons painted a bright red and even though his kind had no visible lips, he wore lipstick of the same bright red and make up that was almost horrific but somehow was fantastic. "Why if it isn't little Evening Star," the usually harsh spoken voice of the species said with a musical softness. "This is a surprise."
The alien drag queen motioned for Eva to sit with him at his table. "I'm afraid I don't plan to stay long," Eva told him as she sat down.
"Long enough for dinner, surely."
Eva agreed and what followed was a light salad with soup and a discussion on Gorren Tohrek. Dl'mk was not pleased when Eva said she wished to do business with the criminal. Especially with the Fleet after him, but Eva insisted that just made the pay much better if she ran a shipment for him.
By the end of the night, Eva had what she needed. "Now darling, if you need anything, you just let Big Sister know."
"Thank you, but I wouldn't want to impose," Eva told the big ladyboy. He tried to protest, but Eva reminded him they were even. Dl'mk didn't think so, but would let the discussion rest till next they met. Turning none too few heads, she headed out of the casino and back to her ship.
Once in more comfortable cloths Eva looked at a bottle of Hemlir Purple. A rare wine even at the best of time, now with the embargo, it was almost impossible to get. What a shame that it was one of Tohrek favorites.