Although it was a popular tourist destination and so the locals were used to outsiders and their unusual fashion sense, Soraya embraced the cultural normality of Zeltros and their wildly coloured and revealing clothing by wearing a neon pink mini skirt with a matching cropped vest. The Zeltrons' emphasis on sexuality and pursuit of pleasure, as displayed by their culture, was an admirable philosophy she believed - if only more of the galaxy could be like that. Soraya was in a busy bar, a few drinks in to the start of her evening, or day... or whatever time it was here, not that it mattered anyway. She had been entertaining a Zeltron woman for the last few minutes who was being very flirty, as most Zeltrons were. Although Soraya wasn't a natural flirt herself, whatever she said did seemed to do the trick as she found herself locking lips with the woman who sat beside her at the bar in a passionate kiss but was soon interrupted by a slap to the face.
She opened her eyes in shock and turned to face the angry looking person standing beside her. "You stole my death sticks!" The woman hissed at her. "No offence sweetheart but I can afford my own death sticks." Soraya replied before turning back to face the Zeltron woman she had been so engrossed with moments before and leaning in for a second kiss only to be rudely interrupted again by being dragged off the bar stool by her hair. "Ow!" She screamed, trying to pry the woman's fingers off of her hair, only when she managed to do so she took a punch to the face. "What are you doing, you crazy bitch?!" She yelled, holding her bleeding nose. "If you don't give them back to me then I'll take them from your body." She replied. "Getting a bit ahead of ourselves there aren't we." Soraya scoffed.
Most of the time, people tended to stay involved in their own business but with the commotion they were creating, a small crowd had gathered around them. Punches were exchanged but the fight ultimately ended with the other woman on the floor, pinned under Soraya. "M-maybe I made a mistake." The woman said. "Yeah, maybe you did." Soraya agreed, glaring at the woman one final time before standing up and allowing her to depart. Most of the activity around the bar had gone back to normal so she returned to her seat at the bar, only to find it occupied by another Zeltron kissing the woman she had been with earlier. Typical Zeltrons, she thought.
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