Cassandra pulled up to Haven in her Ogre, switching to a hind mounted camera to see if anyone had followed her, as well as to admire the large trail of tread marks and plowed-through junk piles behind her. Switch the camera back to the front, she shut down the systems of the mech, pulling the key out of the ignition and placing it back on the lanyard around her neck, where she kept it when not piloting. With an adjustment of her desert scarf, she hid the key and lanyard, then made her way out of the ogre, using the elevators which ran on reserve power to reach ground level before exiting through a door tucked into the inner side of one of the legs. The difference between the outside and the air conditioned interior of her mech was stark, though having spent most of her life in this weather, Cassandra was used to it. 

As she made her way through town, Cassandra figured she would check out the bounty board before going about the rest of her leisure. She looked through the contracts, seeing escort jobs, assassinations, but nothing she cared much for at the time. Sighing at the lack of options currently on the board, she kept strolling through the oasis, heading to one of the local bars in search for a job that wasn't posted and a stiff drink. As she entered, she walked over to the counter, ordering two bottles of whiskey with the earnings from her last job. Booze in hand, she posted up against a wall, watching the bar patrons and taking swigs from her bottles.