Coruscant. It's underworld to be exact is where A'yumi found herself these past few days. The towers above, made of glass and durasteel were a wonder to behold, but it held no life in A'yumi's eyes. It had no heartbeat as a trillion beings lived like drones going about their very boring lives. The underworld of Coruscant on the other hand was very much a urban jungle that could rival the danger of Dathomir. It was what drew her here in the first place. Down below the rich and privileged, below a cloud of smog that blocked out the daylight, beings fought claw and tooth every day to survive in what was the eternal night of the underworld.
A'yumi stood leaning against the railing of her new hang out. Her top hugged her body, its neckline plunged low allowing the bloodstone that hung from her necklace to clearly be seen resting just above the cleavage of her breasts. The skirt she wore was short, hung low on her hips and fell loosely about her. Like her top it to was cut short. With one foot propped up on the lower rail of the railing she took a sip from her drink finishing it off. Her boots reached up over her knees with fish nets that stopped half way up her thighs. It was a look that fit perfectly in a place like this she knew. Her eyes fell down to the scene below her, down to "The Pit" as it was unoriginally called. She watched as two men engaged in battle. Two Twi'leks one a light blue in color, the other a pale green. The bass from the strange techno music that filled her ears thumped like a second heartbeat in her chest. The crowd cheered as the pale green Twi'lek dropped the other with a vicious uppercut ending the fight. A'yumi grinned, this was her kind of place, she could get used to this she thought as she turned and headed towards the back of the club. The main event was up next and she had unfinished business to attend to before it started, and her drink was empty.