Recent content by Sybella Demici

Searing pain conintued to rip across Sybella's chest. Traces of coagulated blood painted the palms of her hands, warm and sticky, as the unmistakable scent of burning flesh mingled with the metallic tang of ozone. Her breaths came in ragged gasps, each inhale an effort, each exhale a struggle...

“Oh, hush,” Sybella wouldn’t hear of it, not from Rahman. “There is nothing for you to apologise for…” Sensing the Orcolan was more or less out of the proverbial woods, the shrouded knight would give him a reassuring pat. It was a hard encounter and their foes had been more of a handful than...

Kali meant well, Sybella knew that, but she couldn’t help but shake her head. “I…didn’t want to bother you, or anyone else for that matter, with my burdens.” Of course, her cousin wouldn’t have seen like that. They may have had their own lives, their own duties and allegiance, but Sybella knew...

Sybella felt the unmistakeable grip of the Force pull at her. She cursed, blindly reaching for something to stall her movement, but the compulsion was too strong for her to deter. A heavy, sinking sensation came over her. She recognised it well, as it often manifested during moments of mortal...

Sybella’s ship (the Medea) had been been a gift given to her at the behest of her parents. Though the heiress had forsaken much of her privilege, she had accepted this one particular luxury; the logistics alone made it worth considering. It certainly came in handy, especially in terms of...

There was no helping this one. He simply too far gone, too rooted in the darkness (of his own making, it seemed) but at least Sybella could say to tried. Steeling herself once again, the Jedi’s eyes narrowed at Cremek’s additional weapon; she hadn’t seen a lightsaber used in the form a gauntlet...

The dark sider didn’t seem interested in idle chit-chat. Sith Sybella had previously fought were far more vocal and from their words, intent and motive could be found. In staying silent, the stranger remained an ever frustrating mystery - perhaps it was for the best. With a huff of vexation, the...

The coins? They were Lujayn’s conduit? It made sense now why the presence had persisted for so long. The nerve of her, defiling the Demici heirloom in such a manner. As much as she disliked to admit it, Sybella acknowledged the method of the madness; what better way hide than in plain sight. If...

At first glance, Sybella rued over the firefighters and their arrivals. Believing they would hinder her escape, her reluctantly raised her hand and was ready to repel them back. That is until one of them spoke, his gravel-like voice ever so familiar. The flurry of words that followed confirmed...

Something was wrong. Sybella could sense it through her artificial haze. There fear and panic. It wasn’t in the immediate vicinity however, not yet. Pressing close to the glass, she tried to assess the surroundings that were partially visible beyond her tank. Flashes of memories came flooding in...

Secluded within the confines of her own chamber, Sybella found herself in a peculiar state. Her form, submerged in the tank, had been suspended in an ever-circulating, translucent blue liquid. Designed primarily to sedate prisoners, the tank's purpose was rather twisted, restraining the Jedi in...

Choosing to focus on her breathing, Sybella continued to assess her wound and its steady rate of healing. Underlying layers of tissue were still very much exposed, revealing the torn muscles and tendons beneath; blood had trickled profusely from the wound, forming a dark, crimson pool on the...

Theme The Galactic Correctional Penitentiary, affectionately known as ‘The Rock’, loomed amidst the desolate expanse of space; it was, in fact, more akin to a foreboding fortress, with the light from a distant, minor sun creating a rather eerie glow upon the prison's metallic surface. Inside...

Sybella knew all too well the looming threat that came with potential madness. Had she not nearly lost her own sanity when first trying to deal with the spectre of Lujayn. None of her few Jedi could perceive the spectre, save for a few with intuition acute enough to sense her presence. Instead...

Sybella was compelled to agree with Gwydion’s successive statements. The scenario? It was a simple blockage, an easy fix between two Jedi so long as they didn’t have to contend with any nefarious factors. Looking over both tribes, Sybella couldn’t sense anything malicious but only time would try...