At the Mos Espa market during a day ...The market bustles with aliens, traders, and stormtroopers. Kayla slips through the crowd, scarf over her face, eyes sharp (muttering with a grin) “One credit here, one distraction there… and boom—today’s lunch is on the Empire.” She bumps into a merchant, slips a datapad into her coat, and vanishes into the crowd before anyone notices
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