I had just wrapped up a mission earlier in the day, and decided the best way to unwind was to head to the nearest bar. Experiencing the night life and knocking back a few drinks certainly helped take the edge off between missions. Besides, you never know what interesting things may happen, or people you may run into.

As I was there on pleasure, my Zero Suit wasn't materialized. Instead, I was wearing an all blue outfit, made out the same material: a halter top that showed off my abs; a pair of shorts that stopped at my thigh; and a pair of boots that reached a fourth of the way up my legs. In contrast to the usual ponytail that I wore, I decided to let my hair down, my blonde locks spilling down my shoulder blades. Many people may have thought I was dressed to kill—and maybe I was—but to me, it was just some of the most comfortable clothes I enjoyed wearing.

Although, I couldn't deny that I did enjoy the attention that I garnered. It was nice being looked at as a woman for a change, and not a fearsome, faceless bounty hunter.

Some time after I ordered my drink, I looked around the establishment, and noticed there was someone sitting off to the side, drinking alone. Curious… most people going out to drink tend to be there with friends, or to socialize, and here they were off in a corner. I had to admit, I was more than a bit curious to know their story.

I approached their seat, my expression friendly and unassuming.

"Hi," I said, my voice warm and pleasant. "I'm Samus Aran. Mind if I join you?”