Niara's sharp eyes took in every movement the younger 'Mercenary' girl, including her confusion at finding a blaster at her side. With a faint grimace of frustration, Niara looked around, intent on finding the girl's teacher. And there he was, just sitting there, looking at her as if it were the most natural thing in the galaxy to be doing. She had decided to approach him, but a couple of bounty hunters got in her way.
"Little Hunter Girl needs to go," one of them said. "Little Hunter Girl in our territory."
"Little Hunter Girl is thirty-seven standard years old," Niara answered harshly, "and she goes where she likes. Relax, boys, I'm here for a drink, not a job."
"Drink somewhere else, Little Hunter," the other hunter growled. "You're not welcome here."
"I'm not one to be pushed around," Niara answered levelly. "Stand down and go somewhere else. That's your final warning."
There was something in her eyes that frightened both hunters and they departed without a word. Satisfied, Niara made her way over to the man she'd seen watching her.
"It's been a long time, Ferod Lukom," she said softly. "And you're training someone... she's quite jittery at the moment, I must say."