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Rough hands turned a piece of broken glass over. It was a deep violet, battered enough by the waves that she could pass it off as ancient, perhaps a relic from a downed ship hundreds of years ago. Hagar knew better, of course. The glass was the exact color the bottles a local resort served...

The ride she had hitched to the Entertainment District on Ord Mantell had been uneventful. Disappearing into the refreshers right when the conductor walked by her seat had left her a handful of credits richer and Hagar was in a good mood. Perhaps later she would even give some of her extra...

Depot 37 Coronet City Corellia The duracrete in the back corner of the docking yards was cracked and worn. An incessant drizzle formed murky, miniature streams through which flowed the oily, tepid runoff of the depot. Hagar turned her head up, breathing in deeply the exhaust and the fresh damp...

Hagar finished rubbing the spice into her gums, then spit into a puddle. The neon reflection of “Johii’s Convenience Store- always open for your convenience” rippled. Johii’s had closed down seven months before her sixteenth birthday, but apparently the electric bills had never been cancelled...