Recent content by Rachel Reid

Rachel was kind of relaxed in this moment as she was running, a smile painting itself across her face as she started to have a bit of fun. It'd been a while since she could cut loose like this. She looked behind her as she heard Arah mention something about fading. What was this? was this an...

As soon as Leon was done with the pirate placed her DC-17 in her hip holster and let him shoot off. She'd normally have some kind of prank in store, if it would be a snide remark or tossing something at his rapidly retreating backside would depend on how good of a mood she was in. This time she...

"The nearest bar, I think there's one on the lower levels called the Twisting Twi'lek, but whatever is convenient." She smirked as she began to scan the area around them, making sure she doesn't bolt right into someone. Clear, all good now we can begin forreal. Her thoughts began to swirl back...

"name's Rachel, and I got a good way of making people talk. Some say it's my charm." as she spoke she gripped one of her DC-17's and rubbed her finger along the handle. "I just wanna ask who he's with and how he happened upon Leon, I figure it might just be dumb luck but you gotta make sure...

Easy. Yeah, sure it'll be a walk through Naboo. Rachel thought as she took notes of the people coming and walking out. She adjusted herself constantly as Leon spoke, she didn't like this plan too much, especially the whole part about walking him up there with a big 'all yours' sign on his back...

As she finished getting ready she tied her hair back, I have to get this cut soon she thought to herself as she got ready. "I'm thinkin' some food? I'll let you decide when you lose." She smiled as she got ready, jumping up and down. She began to think about how exactly the path went and what...

Rachel wasn't all too familiar with how criminal operations ran at all, which is saying something for a sector ranger. She understood the basics which were as follows: the Five Syndicates are crime lords who run most major criminal operations in the galaxy, one of the organizations being the...

Rachel began to laugh when he asked what a moof was, it might've seemed weird at the time but moof-milker was still in the back of her mind. "Good call, though it's not as bad as I am letting on. some moof-milkers make a fine living for themselves out there." She placed the bottle she had pulled...

Rachel had a headache, maybe it was the hangover or the firefight she just got out of but she felt nausea. She hadn't killed before, even the Tusken raiders she got into scraps with she usually let live with a few burns from her DC-17s. But as she passed by the pirate she shot she was sure, he...

Rachel found herself in the moment during this entire shoot out, she'd begun to enjoy the intensity of the situation. That joy soon left her body when she heard Leon shout for cover and dash off towards the pirate's location. I'm supposed to be the loose cannon around here she thought as she...

Rachel had been had been hold onto a bottle of moof juice like it was medically required for her to drink it. For her it's gotten to a point where she'd almost forgotten how often she drinks the stuff. "Oh, it's moof juice from the outer rim, One of my brothers sent some to me. It's not exactly...

Rachel let out a short laugh at his jokes, it seems like his mood lightened up, she even got a smile. It seems like what she said got through to him, and it made her feel a bit better about what she was thinking now. She figured that's what being a Ranger was for her, helping other people and...

Rachel maintained her smile while the Cathar got his bearings on her. She figured he was probably a bit shy, seeing as how he had been sitting by himself in the annex playing on his pad. Maybe he wanted someone to come cheer him up? She shrugged off these thoughts as he went to shake her hand...

"Well so long as you're only bleeding out a little bit, you can just clean out the back of my starship once we get off this rock." She smirked to him as he spoke. "Well so long as you're not too hurt to fight, then we can get to work." She began moving closer to Leon as she spoke, nodding to...

Rachel was confident in a lot of things, one of them was her ability as a gunslinger, especially with her cycler rifle. She was leaning on her old companion now as she watched two of the competitors make their moves. Having not taken her eyes off the Mandalorian since the moment he scuffed her...