Tadia walked, helmet under her arm into the cantina. She didn't scan for exits, if it push came to shove she'd get out. She had the advantage in close quarters, even if someone drew a blaster her armour would absorb the first shot and then she'd get going. She moved over to the bar, placed her order and then sat on a stool. Not really caring what else was going on in the bar. She was waiting for her commlink to tell her where on this infernal rust bucket her job was. She had to travel half way across the galaxy just to get here, then it wasn't an instant rendezvous. That was just inconsiderate. A guy came up to her almost as soon as she sat down. "Hey do-""No.""But-""No."

She then felt her self spun around as he grabbed and pulled her shoulder. She was immediately confronted by a Besalisk, apparently four arms had a thing for people with two arms. "Do you have any idea who you're talking too?" She took a moment. "Someone who is about to have three hands?""Why you insolent little-" He raised one of his arms to strike her, as he did so she delivered a upper cut to his chest, using her entire body weight to push him as much as she could (he was a lot bigger than her), then swiping his legs from underneath him as she pushed forward he landed on the ground. Closing her hand and moving her finger over a specific spot the blades on one of her arms extended, holding the "Mans" arm to the ground she sliced into it, forcing the blades through the wrists. Standing up and letting go the Besalisk remained on the floor obviously in shock. "Be glad I don't have a sword or an axe with me or you would have lost the arm." With that she turned back around and sat at the bar.

There were a couple of whispers, the most prominent of which was "That's the Crimson Assassin..."