Continued from: Lost.
Once all was said and done Kristal finally found the Deathstick smoking Bothan and collected what was due her, he tossed in a bit extra for a fight that surely a lot of his crowd would remember. Money, at that point, had just been an added benefit to why she had come here today.
Stepping up and out of the pit of sin and villainy she passed by the same types of people with different faces. Stepping out onto the Shadow Town streets with her hard won blood and grime covered sweatshirt. Once she was on the street, for a time, she just appeared to be another Shadow Town dreg. Hardly worth anyone's notice. It was how she wanted it, it was why she had come here alone.