The days following the departure from Nar Shaddaa were much harder than Trinity had anticipated. While she had managed to get a fair amount of sleep the night of the ordeal, the following nights were not as kind to her. The sharp burning sensation that accompanied each of her blaster wounds had...
Taking yet another step back as Kel entered the room, Trinity made sure to keep a wide berth between the two of them. Her amber eyes caught the slight grin on the smuggler's face as he set the tray down. She could not tell exactly what it was that amused the pilot so nor could she ever hope to...
The reassuring words of the Ranger did much to visibly lift the spirits of the young lady. It seemed as if her front had succeeded in bypassing the man's suspicions and he was willing to help her find the corrupt official. As she expected, he had the means and resources that she would not have...
Walking back down the corridor of the Black Swift, Trinity made sure to inspect each room as she passed, mapping the entire space out in her mind for future reference. It would be a fair while before they dropped out of hyperspace and until then she would have to find something to pass the time...
The pilot spoke carefully and as far as Trinity could tell, he spoke truthfully. Whether or not he was telling the whole story however, was much harder to determine. The young assassin had somehow hoped that this 'Kel Dryden' had ulterior motives and happened to be some bounty hunter that knew...
The jump to hyperspace and the following travel on the lane finally signaled safety to Trinity. With a big huff of exhaustion she fell back into the leather-lined seat, taking a moment to close her eyes and rub the sweat and oily rainwater from her face. Having left her heavy overcoat behind on...
The knowledge of the weak-minded is not knowledge worth having, Trin thought to herself. But rather than debate Korsak on his comments on pragmatism, Trin chose instead to look on in silence, displaying only a small nod of approval to Alyse's decision. The amber-eyed assassin knew that she could...
Naive to think that this whole ordeal was over, a resting Trinity was thrown a meter into the air and slammed back down onto the metal ramp after the ship performed an evasive maneuver. Her ears now ringing and a throbbing ache paining through her body, the young assassin could barely make out...
Delighted to see that the Sector Ranger had started to come around, Trinity proceeded to feign a small excited cheer. Unfortunately she had little to no actual information to provide, what she did have was the man's true identity but revealing that to the ranger would definitely raise a giant...
"Keep firing, she can't keep this up forever!" A voice called out from beyond the firing line. Beads of sweat had begun to form on the young assassin's forehead, mixing in with the rain that had begun to raise in intensity. The sound of the heavy downpour meeting metal took over her ears. Like...
Trinity processed the Ranger's words in silence then returned them with confused eyes, "I don't know about a threat but he told me that he would be back to see me again, surely that must mean what I think it means!" Not the cleanest answer, Trinity would admit but the story is all in all a...
From behind her new vantage point, Trinity heard the approaching sound of the security droid, she grit her teeth knowing fully well that was hard pressed to take it out with the fire of a half-dozen men aimed at her. Luckily for the young assassin however, the very same men saved her the trouble...
A faint smile of relief spread across the face of the raven-haired sith. With a quaking hand she ran a lock of wet, dark hair behind her left ear and replied, "Help... Y-yes I need help!" Her voice trembled with vigour as she stook a small step toward the ranger. "My n-name is Alana." she raised...
The jarring sound of the door being knocked permeated the ambient silence of rain that had filled the apartment. Trinity's ears pricked up and with a high-pitched voice she called out, "I-I'll be right there!". Making sure to make enough noise while approaching the door, she stopped with her...
NAR SHADDAA - 04:16 - RESIDENTIAL COMPLEX
Deep within the fetid bowels of the Smuggler Moon, crime runs rampant among the populace. In every nook and cranny one can find only the worst that the galaxy has to offer. From the paupers that line the streets to the corrupt officials and syndicate...
The loud noises and bright flashes of blaster fire exploded over the hangar bay as the two groups of criminals opened up on each other. The crate that Trinity used as cover was quickly littered full of holes, big clouds of spice escaped into the air. Using her forearm to shield her eyes and her...
A light drizzle fell upon the metallic surface of the Smuggler Moon's landing platforms. The liquid had the same faint foul stench as the rest of the god-forsaken rock and while Trinity never did care much for that smell, it was the odour of desperate and weak-minded populace that she could no...
A dark figure emerged from the thick undergrowth of the eerie forests that surrounded the Bakuran capital of Salis D'aar, clad in a skin-tight suit of thin black material matched by long raven hair. The only recognisable features of this figure would be a pair of bright amber eyes that ever...
It was clear to the young assassin that Alyse had already delved deep into researching the nightsister witch and their culture and while her answer did not satisfy Trinity's inquisitive mind, she was still determined to find out more. To harness abilities beyond that of the force was something...
The arrival of the mandalorian was definitely an interesting choice of company to Trinity. While she could hardly believe that the brunette noble could even think of enlisting the help of such a... Crude mercenary, some part of her wasn't surprised. Trin had only had minimal contact with people...