A nubile scavenger

Ahead of you is a scavenger girl, around your and Camie's age. Her dark skin has caught the suns a little, and her, long thin braids, have a little sand in them. She's dressed in a garment of thin white cloth that both protects from the heat, and shows off her lithe, attractive body.

"Thank the ****!" The girl grins, seeing the two of you approach. "I was beginning to think I'd die out here. I'm Rika."

"Camie, this is Luke." Camie smiles. She may lower her guard, but you don't, cradling your rifle and keeping an eye on the dune that's the most likely spot for an ambush.

"What are you doing out here, Rika?" the brunette asks.

"I'm a scavenger by trade. Was checking this for parts." She gestures to a wrecked Speeder with her thumb. "When two bandits held me up and took my swoop bike!"

"Did you see where they went?" Camie asks.

"I know exactly where they are," Rika explains. Unhooking a gadget from her belt, she shows a display. A dot pings on it every few seconds, gradually moving further from the center of the device's round display. "I kept misplacing my swoop, so I had a tracker placed on it."

Thinking on, the scavenger shakes her head.

"But all I want is a ride to the nearest settlement. The guys who jumped me looked really serious. One of them had a blaster, looked Imperial issue, or something. Anyway, I can pay, I've got credits."

"Whaddaya think, Luke?" Camie defers, looking back to you.