Aurelie Fleury
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Mos Eisley, Tatooine. Local time: 19:30
Several times throughout her life, Aurelie had found herself in situations where she just drifted, ran on auto-pilot. This was one of those instances. Thievery was not the most flattering activity one could think of, but she had been doing it since an early age and she was good at it too. Besides, it was more about survival than anything else.
Having been in the sector for a relatively long time, the young woman knew the the ins and outs of one of the planet's larger spaceports, Mos Eisley, rather well. Exiting the cantina in quite the hurry, Aurelie made a sharp turn to the left, kept walking a few meters until she stopped to stand by one of the building's pillars, quickly blending into the market outside. This was really the best time of the day according to many a local, right between the hot day and the cold night. The market was still buzzing with activity, although most of it would move into the cantina within a few hours.
Her eyes scanned the folks buying and selling more or less legal wares. Sure, there were many fruit peddlers and a few Jawas selling their junk, but there were also weapon dealers and less reputable merchants present. Seeing as it all seemed relatively safe by Tatooine standards, Aurelie produced a stolen wallet from her pocket. Methodically, she looked through it, taking out the cash and a gift card at the spaceport cafeteria before pocketing the money and moving on to get rid of the wallet at a nearby dustbin.
Moving through the market, the thief scanned for a new mark. What she had already gotten would be more than enough for some dinner, but it was always best to have a little extra on hand - if nothing else, for food the day after. She threw an eye at the cantina, considering looking for a mark inside but decided to keep looking in the market for now.
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