The Records would show her to be Runei Vashtar currently working with the empire as a freelance bounty hunter. Her record would show many oddities and inconsistencies that where not so much of a tampering issue but more of the strange results of her work with the empire. Bounties brought back alive that had been issues a kill order, but the original petitioner stating they where agreeable with the change. Several Imperial Nobles complaining of stepped on toes and "rights" that where denied. One report after another seemed to show she skirted many of the rules but always got results the Empire wanted... or didn't even know they wanted. there was also a listing stating she was a near human, but there was very little data on the race either for their home world or disbursement through the galaxy was unknown due to the outward appearance being nearly indistinguishable from a normal human.<br/><br/>The Hunter was oblivious to the actions of the agent however and tapped her armored fingers on the table as she waited for her drink and tried to think about what to do to kill two days. She was certain that the survivors of the swoop gang would try to pull something if they managed to find their balls, but that was hardly entertainment... or as fun as she'd like. Her face goes sour for a moment as she thinks of the annoyance of sending her droid Toovee off to collect on a debt. She knew the Hutt wouldn't betray her, Kho'voo knew what happened to beings that broke their word to her, and being a Hutt would only allow the process to last longer. No it was the fact the droid had been a wonderful source of entertainment after a few small investments. A slight bit of arousal sparked between her legs and a smile cross her face for a moment as she though about those attachments and modifications.<br/><br/>Her thoughts here interrupted for a moment as the Rodian waitress came back to serve the drink. Grinning she grabs the waitress and pulls the women down to sit on her right thigh. The Bartender squeaks in fear across the cantina and the female Rodian gives all the signs of complete terror as her body stiffens up. "Miss... if I may say it's been a pleasure having you serve me tonight..." In a far more quite voice. "I've heard tale of things female Rodians are able to do with those mouths of yours..." The hunters right hand squeezes the tight rump of the waitress while the left goes to roughly grab a breast. "I don't suppose you'd be interested in making my stay here a fun one?"<br/><br/>The reaction was one any women would normaly make as a green hand slaps the bounty hunter across the face and the Rodian dislodges herself to run away. Many patrons go deathly silent causeing the roar of laughter from the female bounty hunter to carry more power as she picks up her drink in a salute to the fleeing waitress. "No hard feelings! Just thought I'd ask!"<br/><br/>"Miss... p-p-p-please d-d-don't harass the wait staff..." The bartender says meekly as he tries to hide himself as best he could. He had a somewhat good reputation as being a nice establishment... it wasn't like he had the Mos Eisley cantina.<br/><br/>"Sorry barkeep! Just a warrior with nothing to go to war with... idle hands and blasters you know.... I'll be good... for now." She grins at him and then takes a slug of her drink.<br/><br/>It didn't' take long for the bar to go back to normal, but the patrons started giving the Hunter a wider birth.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>