Aries
Independent
It was the best way to live. No ties, no connections. Nothing to stop you from hopping from place to place.
Ever since she'd gotten off NarShaada she didn't want to stop. She wanted to keep going, keep exploring, keep running…
And she had no intention of stopping anytime soon.
Optimistic
She'd find some way out of this. She just knew she would.
She didn't want to spend her life living off the scrap heaps and trying to avoid getting mixed up in a gang or worse getting in league with the Hutts.
She wasn't sure how, and she knew a lot of the kids had the same idea.
But she'd find a way.
Courageous
On the one hand, this was very stupid. On the other hand she had to do something.
"Leave him alone!"
"Beat it kid, this aint your fight!"
They were bigger than her, and they had vibroswords. She only had a small knife…
But she couldn't just walk by, that was wrong.
"It is now!" She yelled.
Impulsive
This was what she lived for. The rush of adrenaline that burnt in her veins whenever she took a risk, acted at the last moment, couldn't guarantee the odds.
The bike under her felt almost alive. The bike shouldn't work, it was pulled together from scraps and held together by sheer force of will.
Maybe that's why she and it got along so well. She never did well when people told her 'it couldn't be done,' either.
Short Tempered
Count to three before you do anything…
Wise advice.
And one piece she found hard to stick to admittedly. She was used to running on emotion, reacting in the blink of an eye.
Which was not always a good idea.
She should think more.
One…
"Hey, Skavak…"
Two…
"Game's over…"
Three!
She shot him in the knee.
Son of a Hutt wasn't good enough for a kill shot.