The purple velvet clad vixen strolled along the litter strewn, filthy plaza that just barely functioned as Friendship 2's main shopping district. Her very revealing and highly unusual attire complete with gaudy top hat and porcelain face paint made her look more like a cosmic geisha than the bar entrepreneur and freshly anointed pirate that she was. She stood out like a ruby in a handful of diamonds thanks to her skimpy attire and inhumanly sexy body. Thousands of men across the galaxy fantasized about shooting their loads all over those gorgeous titties and Mo xxi was usually more than willing to let them, as long as she got something out of it in return. She smiled knowingly as nearly every male eye and more than a few female one's as well followed her movements as she sashayed her way through the dirty, grimy station en route to dock 47. It might not be the most sanitary place in the galaxy, but at least it was better than Pandora.<br/><br/>Pandora, a rugged, deadly nearly inhospitable prison planet out on the border. It was the hellhole of hellholes and it had been her home since birth. Compared to Pandora this place was heaven. Oh, Moxxi had done well for herself over the years taking the bucket full of lemons God had given her and making lemonade margaritas. She'd managed to escape her bass ackwards hillbilly clan and created a unique image for herself. Using her assets she'd burned through three husbands over the years, run at least three successful bars and for awhile had even run her own underground fighting arena. Hell she'd even met and helped some legendary vault hunters find the vault and later helped them overthrow her arrogant prick of an ex boyfriend Jack when he had tried to rule over Pandora. Like had been good for Moxxi, but she dreamed of more. And hopefully adding pirate to her list of titles would fulfill that dream.<br/><br/>Arriving at dock 47 she stared up at the red and blue ship and shook her head. At least it wasn't yellow. She fucking hated yellow. Jack had seen to that. But red....red was good. It was almost as good as purple even. As she entered the main bay she saw her new boss a large, mean looking green skinned orc, who was obviously in a foul mood, judging by her gruff greeting. Oh this was going to be so much fun! She chuckled as she wondered around the ship trying to find the crew quarters. Home sweet home, she thought as she started unpacking her few precious belongings.