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Jaçelle cracked her knuckles and set the datapad down on the table. Rough him up. That she could do. The threat against his family was well played, she thought, but it made her uncomfortable knowing that those same words could be used against her. It was hard to keep work and home separated...

Jaçelle kept her pistol aimed at Fitz as Orys fiddled with the door, her eyes narrowed into slits. Gesturing with her gun, she had him sit on the bed. She then began to rifle through the room, trusting that Orys would keep an eye on him as she did. She yanked out dresser drawers and took the...

Jaçelle started up the emergency stairs, mustering up every quiet bone in her body to try and reduce the sound of her weight and armor going up the stairs. The short climb eventually revealed a door, which itself revealed an empty hallway. Rooms 203, 202, and 201 popped into her line of sight...

Jaçelle was surprised to see such a nice building amidst the dirt and squalor of Nar Shaddaa. It was the sort of place her family would have never been able to afford. Even now, Jaçelle would shy away from hotels like this. She felt...out of place. The blood stain on the door handle, though, was...

It appeared that her little attempt at intimidation was a rousing success! Jaçelle was very pleased with herself, but made sure not to display that to the world. Instead she listened as the Rodian spit out everything he knew, picking out words through his shaking voice. It seemed their man of...

Jaçelle got the memo and stood standing next to Orys and the Rodian with her hip cocked to the side and her arms resting on her hips. Curious eyes would have to make too much of an effort to look past her figure, so their conversation was shielded from the rest of the bar. "We're looking for a...

The bouncer was more than happy to be handed those credits. Jaçelle was all too familiar with bribes. For those who didn't make enough to support themselves--let alone a family--money was worth bending the rules. As she ducked through the door, Jaçelle could feel eyes on her. She could see...

An ex-sector ranger. Jaçelle felt her face twist into a look of disgust. She had a vivid memory of a sector ranger arresting her father's friend for the distribution of death sticks. He had been a wonderful family friend; little her looked up to him. So now she had to find one, but she didn't...

Jaçelle hesitated to stand until Orys was already a few meters away, but then quickly rose and followed after him in long strides. She ignored the stares of the remaining patrons and sat down at the end of the couch. With her head resting on one fist, she listened quietly as the hologram...

So he didn't know exactly what they would be doing, but it was from the Syndicates. It couldn't hurt to take the job, supposed Jaçelle. After all, more jobs meant more credits she could send home to her family. The more credits she sent home, the longer she could go without visiting. She loved...

Jaçelle wasn't a big drinker, even in group settings like where she was now. It took too many drinks for the alcohol to give her that desirable buzz, and reaching that goal meant a good sum of credits. Lucky for her, she didn't have to buy every one of her drinks. The woman had also bought a few...

While it had been nearly a decade since Jacelle had lived on Coruscant, she made it a point to return every once in a while to spend time with her family and present them with credits. Her flight had been canceled for an unstated reason, so she had gotten Columi's coordinates and went to join...