Sitting by herself in a bar called The Fallen Star on the planet Tatooine was a pink Twi'lek with golden eyes and a bored frown on her red lips. Her black leather top ended a few inches above her belly button and showed off an ample amount of cleavage while her black leather pants showed off more of her curves. Her long legs displayed a pair of black, knee high combat boots that tapped against the floor occasionally. A black headpiece sat where her lekku met her head and black leather ribbons intertwined down each of the appendages. An advanced data pad rested on her arm and hanging off of the belt on her hip was a medium sized vibrosword with a slight curve to the blade.
She looked around at the crowd of people and aliens getting their fill of drinks, food, and fun, trying to recall why she was in Anchorage in the first place. Oh, that's right. Hal. Taking a sip of her Tatooine Sunburn, her golden eyes flickered around the room in search of her so called 'partner'. He had been gone far too long and the rest of the hired crew were ready to leave. After seeing no sign of the Corellian man, she let out a small sigh.
"Damn him. 'Stay here, Numa' he said. 'I'll be right back' he said," she mumbled under her breath and rolled her eyes, "You can never pin him down." Moving one of her lekku over her shoulder, Numa T'soni looked up at the television screens scattered through the room in time to catch a couple news broadcasts. Becoming impatient, she tossed back the rest of her drink and stood up to begin her search for her partner elsewhere.
Suddenly, the television screens faded to black only to be replaced by a man's smirking face on all channels. He gave her an uneasy feeling with his pale, slightly sunken skin and his teeth that were sharper than a human's should be. Yet, the feature that unnerved her most were his eyes. Both the color, one a light blue and the other a deep green; and the intensity that he seemed to be staring at her. A chill ran up her spine, freezing her to the spot where she stood. It was as if he were staring straight into her soul. Shaking her head and feeling her lekku move with the motion, she tried put that thought out of her mind. After all, he couldn't actually be staring at her…could he?
"I am Hex Hurai; the Emperor's greatest threat. If you are content living under the rule of the Empire, you are slaves! If you are not fighting them, you are a problem!," his deep voice growled out over the system, "You must fight! Otherwise, you will be dealt the same fate as the Empire. Choose wisely."