Scori had never quite expected to get that far.  When she fell out of the speeder, though, she realized that good luck had its limits.  Still, free of her bindings, she had more of a shot at running than she did hoping Kara would change her mind.  As she pressed herself to her feet and cursed the scrapes she had gotten up and down her body from rolling after she hit the sand.<br/><br/>At least she still had her shoes, given everything, and she was going to put them to use.  Running in the desert sucked with clothing, being naked didn't make it any better.  At least it was apparent that her tan was either all over or her natural skin tone.  If there were any moisture farmers watching, they'd get quite a show from the large breasted woman who looked like she had just rolled in the sand running like her messy blonde hair was on fire.<br/><br/>Truth be told, the blonde wasn't really worrying quite about 'where' she was running, so much as she was worried about running away from the bounty hunter who had snared her once already.