With all AT-TL going into heavy maintenance, with assorted upgrades to be implemented, Lt. Ankara Vydian found herself with a few days off duty. She didn't like having time to kill; but she had decided to spend it on Cloud City. It had been several years since she had stopped by, given that she had spent much of the last two decades hopping from one hell hole assignment to another, making a name for herself in the imperial military, which had annoyed more than one person. She didn't give a shit. She was a fantastic tank driver, known for pushing even the older generations vehicles to their limit. She loved her career even though she had been glad to land a more prestigious assignment with her current one. She'd get her hands dirty whenever required; but being recognized was nice. And she would lie if she tried to pretend she didn't enjoy how it pissed some others off who thought that as the daughter of rebel scum, she shouldn't be in imperial service. Too bad for them. She was here to stay.

She normally spent her time off hanging out with mechanics or working out, or being on her own; but since she was on Cloud City, it'd be shame not to make the best of many of the bars around. She was just a face in the crowd here and she liked such things every once in a while. The athletic blonde was clad in black, practical pants, combat boots, a fitting tank top and a black jacket. She could be anyone and it was perfect for some time off. Sure thing the place was under imperial occupation - much better than having to deal with the freaking Alliance; but lots of different people mingled here, and she was fine not even being in the upper levels. Mid levels was a good place to get boozed up and maybe even have some no-string-attached fun - the latter proving generally a challenge in the Empire except for some angry fucks, given her reputation.

Wandering through the crowded streets, she stopped by small some food stand and grabbed herself a hearty snack while she figured out where she'd stop for drinks.