Alister Solaris studied the picture of his target. Besides knowing what she looked like, and the general area of where she was, Alister knew very little about her. When he had received the mission from the Alliance, they only told him of a few of her exploits. It made him skeptical of why they were paying him so much to capture her. As long as they paid him nicely, he didn't care. He had no loyalty to the Alliance as long as they paid the best. It only left him wondering why such a hefty price for a woman who didn't seem very formidable in the things that she had done (at least what they had told him she had done) or looked dangerous. None of it made him lose any sleep or frustrate him, with the exception that he did not know of her whereabouts. All he was told was that she was on a planet in the outskirts of the Galaxy. He had been there for a few days with no sign of her, asking around in various cities in hopes to hear something. Nothing. In all desperation, he found himself sitting at a bar, not expecting to find her but just to enjoy a drink.
Alister looked fairly normal, wearing a black vest over a plain white shirt, and gray cargo pants. All the normalities went away when one saw his backside- there was a lengthy, slim blade strapped across his back diagonally. A pistol on his hip, staying on his person by a belt, didn't help him look any more friendly. Had it not been for the weapons, he seemed very approachable. He seemed young, maybe in his mid twenties. His skin was sun kissed, a tanned white that only made his blue eyes shine out more against the whiteness of his eyes and his skin. His hair, like his skin, was tanned in color. It was close between a dirty blonde and a light brown.<|im_end|>
Kelly Luna had managed to stay off the radar for much longer than she'd expected. She imagined it had something to do with the way she looked--innocent, delightful, beautiful. But there was a tinge of hotness to her that made men lust after her in ways she didn't like to think of very often. At least not if she wasn't bored and lonely. She was aware that she was being tailed, but there was only so much running one could do before rest is needed. So Kelly found her way on this planet, biding her time until she felt she could go on again. She was downing her third drink when the obvious Alliance hire came in through the door.
Sure, the town was no stranger to tourists, but locals could see trouble when it came to them, and so could she. Just the quality of his clothes alone was a giveaway, not to mention the blatant weaponry. So obvious. She'd even caught him looking at a picture that he hid carefully. No doubt it was hers. No point in getting upset about it. She supposed it was really just a matter of time. Still, she wasn't sure if she could smooth talk her way out of this one.
Kelly didn't look like she would hurt a fly. There was a kind sort of peace to her face that put people at ease right away. Her smiling blue eyes stood out nicely in a pretty face that had the perfect size nose and full lips. She was simply beautiful. Her hair was a rich chestnut color--sort of like a liquor, fiery, but brown at the same time. At the moment it reached down her back in beautiful waves of soft, loose curls. And then there was her body. She wasn't perfect, but she could make a man stop in his tracks.
She was tall with long, curvy legs that ran into a tight ass and small waist--though she still looked healthy. And her chest was perfectly proportionate to her body--just big enough to be enjoyed to the fullest. The body in question was wearing tight jeans, a pair of high heeled boots and a sexy black shirt. She stretched, paid her tab and finished her drink before she got up and headed to the dance floor where people were already tearing it up.<|im_end|>