Kara walked lightly down the halls, whistling a popular tune that was playing in most of the cantinas.
"Sorry, busy," the Twi'lek said offhand. Kara made a face and sat down to wait. Across from her, someone sat, polishing a long silver cylinder and studying the engravings on its surface.
A lightsaber? she thought.
"Interesting toy you have there," she said, leaning back and putting her feet up on the table.
There's a bit of the shadowy side in all of us.
Except those freakazoid Jedi nutcases.