Kara looked over her shoulder, "Who you callin' nerf herder?" She groused with a thick country girl accent. She pulled down the shroud that obscured her mouth and protected it from the sand. Her eyes were green and her skin pale, but most of her features were obscured. Still, she had a fair enough face. Her cloak billowed with the wind, and all Scori could make out of the bounty hunter from her angle was that she was wearing rather tight pants, with a blaster strapped to her thigh, and heavy combat boots.<br/><br/>The speeder hummed under her legs...<em>quite</em>pleasantly. She opened up the comlink as the local bounty office let her know of the grave-robber, but Scori behind her was too distracting.<br/><br/>The bounty hunter furrowed her brow, "Sounds like you'd know 'bout that better than I, honey- but I got my own ship. Blinder than a newborn Shakwulf with that busted sensor array, but with the credits your purdy head's worth, Imma' get the ol' boy fixed and finally hop off this stupid rock once and for all."<br/><br/>She returned her attention to the comlink, at the little blue figure in her palm droning on about a new bounty posting.