DOD - Traitor's Gambit

[Hazuki]

Hela has arrived at the cantina clad in a yellow dress, with a large collar and cut at both hips, along with pants and high boots - none of it fancy, but made from practical, thick materials that prevent has from standing out in a crowd of spacers. She's freshly showered, caffeinated, ready for her first meeting with real revolutionaries. But she's not stupid; she knows how to avoid suspicion, so she hangs around the bar for a little while before making her way over to Maya, leans against the booth with a sly smile and and a tilt of her head.

"I was about to call engineering and ask if there was a malfunction in the life support systems, but I'm starting to think that it was you who took my breath away. Can I buy you a drink?" she asks, hoping that her species will make it obvious that she's not happy with the Imperials around, or this could turn awkward very quickly.