Nakedra Exile
"I just had to go off into the black," Nakedra said to herself. "I just HAD to sign up for the sa'king assingment to go play super-doctor."
Nakedra was pissed. She was in the starport, looking for a ship to go to the outer planets and get to people who are too poor to pay for medicine. The worst part, she was not getting paid directly. Nope, no cash, just sa'king credits. Like they used credit on the outer worlds. But at least she was getting paid at all. Her friend said she knew a person who had abandoned post because he couldn't get enough pay, leaving his nurse to the black.
"Calm down Nakedra!" She said to herself. "You just need your coffee. You know how you get when you don't get caffeine."
Looking around, she saw several ships which seemed good, but they were, well, crappy. They looked like they would just crash as soon the engines were pumped up.
"Hey, lei-lei." Some boys were chattering at Nakedra, like that would work. At the hospital, the guys always tried to date her, trying to impress with the ambulance stories and saving patients. What a bunch of shemram lag'es (Goddamn assholes). She saved ten times that many people, and they were in critical condition. If she isn't going to fall for those bogos, she ain't falling for these grops.
One of the boys walked up to her, continuing his flirting. "Lei-lei, you're just so hatei... Want a drink? We can go all night..."
Nakedra rolled her eyes, saying, "I'd rather jump into space without a suit than examine your disgusting body."
The three other boys "oohed" at that remark. The hotshot frowned, saying, "What are you talking about, lei-lei? I had three girls in one night once! Oh, are you swi'swa?"
The boys started to laugh.
Nakedra stopped, dropped her bags and reached in her pocket.
"Hey, Lag'es"
The boy turned around to see a large Tazer shoved in his chest.
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"Those assholes didn't know what hit them," Nakedra Exile said to herself. They stood no chance against the electrifying powers of her Tazer. She walked through the streets, looking for a good ship. She passed several good ones, but the best she saw was the Cora Belle. It was in good condition, and it looked sharp too. Nakedra saw someone at the front of the ship, ready to get some passengers. Nakedra walked up to the her, ready to barter herself aboard.
"Hey, blondie. What's the price?"