Another hunter enters the cantina and puts her rifle over her shoulder and found a place at the bar and removed her helmet and set it down in front of her. She turned on her translator "one ale please, clean glass, cold" she requested, a carbine was attached to her thigh and she observed everyone around her. When she got her drink she performed a chemical analysis on it before she started to drink it.
(
http://www.kaminolegion.com/wp-conte...e-Trooper2.jpg ) this is her armor but imagine it in Black with purple trim and a jet pack