Club Cyanide was a small club in the downtown area of Phobos, it was a hub for some of the criminal elite in the area and a place the locals were kind enough to avoid most nights. This evening the area was only mildly crowded with a few lost tourists chatting here and there. The bar itself was dark with simple cocktail lamps and green velvet couches. Imported wood and black leather built most of the bar, giving it a warm pub feeling. 

Ursa was sat in the back, her Treo's Pizza hat turned backward to keep her hair out of her face. A half-drunk beer lay on the table whilst a cigarette and a book occupied her hands. She kept it just partly covering her face as she read over the newest book on Economic Physics in the Ragon Galaxy by Prof. Gix Moolson. She could have opened the book on her watch but, she didn't like virtual reading. Her preference for real paper over a hologram made a vintage book collectors dream. Most physical copies of books were expensive and the masses were extinct. Aside from the physical book though, Ursa looked like a scrub. Her hair was combed but hung loose around her shoulders, her jeans were dirty, her sneakers used to be white and her jacket was clearly old and worn. She had tattoos and light makeup that she put on in case any Draconians came by, but otherwise, she looked like a poor college kid. She flipped the page, as she waited for her friend to arrive. Much to Mac and Takashi's dismay, she had decided to remain at this spaceport for at least another night as they headed towards one of her security warehouses with their newly collected loot.

She loved her ship and crew but at times she needed room to breathe, collect her thoughts, and try to enjoy the small victories. Plus with Celebrimbor phoning to get a drink, she couldn't exactly say no. The Yakuza were a deadly force and she had aided them on multiple occasions to smuggle bodies or drugs across the galaxy. She had also helped there enemies with the same aid, but she kept that to herself. She wasn't biased when it came to who she worked for it was all just business. That's probably why she got along with Celebrimbor, they both had their own code of ethics and respected it. She took a drag of her cigarette feeling a shift in the room. She peered over her book seeing a young woman enter the bar. Men seemed to turn to stare at the innocent-looking girl who moved almost like a dancer towards a corner booth. Ursa smirked giving the young woman koodo's for coming to this dump by herself. Brave woman. She tapped off her cigarette into an incinerator tray and returned to her book, sinking back into the darkness of her booth to remain as inconspicuous as she could. 

Suddenly her attention moved to a few drunken marines and a young man who she could only partially see through the crowd. She sighed her attention keeping to the book, not surprised that a rowdy crowd was present tonight. She took a swig of beer, trying to get comfy, as she waited for her friend, hoping that the chaos would be small tonight.