This was not the first time she'd set foot on sand, but a planet of sand was a first. Her experience on Tatooine so far had been... interesting. There were already a few dead bodies in her wake, but only because they tried to take something from her. Maybe they thought a small woman would be an easy target.
Being small had it's advantages.
It couldn't have been her outfit. Her outfit didn't make her stand out starkly, but it wasn't far off from what a traditional Sith might wear. Black garments, silver accents. A mask that covered half her face.
Her feet sank somewhat into the sand, and the cold night's air nipped at her as she walked the dark desert. She'd heard rumours of a gangs hideout in the direction she was going, and she was interested in possibly taking it over.
That was until something hit her senses. She'd sensed this before. A Jedi. This time however, it was a more powerful one. She didn't rush towards him, but she did change her direction, grabbing one of her lightsaber hilts from her belt on the way. She was intrigued, and he'd likely sense her just the same since she wasn't hiding herself.
When she was in visual range of the Jedi, she didn't stop walking but a smile did curl on her face. "Hmmm," she hummed, tipping her head somewhat as her amber eyes flicked up and down the man. "I wonder. Do you prefer women calling you daddy or grandpa?"
@Nefieslab