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Zana was almost to the tent when she heard someone call out. Master Jedi. That stopped her in her tracks as she briefly glanced around for who that could be. After a moment, she realized someone was referring to her as the title Master. Her face flushed a bit as she turned to the Firrerreo and...

Zana rubbed her temples with a sigh as she heard the squabbling among the locals. This planet saw an influx of refugees from Firrerre and like several other planets, the locals weren’t too happy about it. While ISCRA had seen to proper rehoming of a lot of refugees, many civilians fled on their...

After the debacle at the last Jedi social, Zana avoided them for a long time. She almost considered skipping this one as well, but she decided it had been some time since she had seen other Jedi in a non-combat setting. On top of that, the geriatric moron that insulted her at the last social was...

Zana couldn’t help but agree on the futility of trying to find an easy way out. She walked alongside him, not entirely surprised to see Doris bickering with someone over Vader crisps. The twi’lek shook her head at Vizim’s question, “I can’t imagine why anyone would ever want that,” She said...

“I..” Zana began quietly in protest, but she knew he was right. Cannibals??? She felt a chill run down her spine. Being Jedi didn’t mean allowing indecision to stall progress or not solving a problem. In the end, the twi’lek nodded and began to follow after Vizim. She told herself it was because...

As much as she wanted to, Zana couldn’t chase after every individual civilian - not when the threat was still active. She could hear the faint hum of a saber beyond the bushes and there was a sense of relief that Vizim was back. Nevertheless, her biggest problem was the Noghri rushing right at...

The tribal women had no chance. They were butchered mercilessly, limbs and parts falling like visceral confetti. There was no time to process what was happening, no chance to parse through this odd weaponry this stranger brought. There was no defending against it, nothing but the occasional cry...

Zana forced an almost smile as the granny walked over. The woman was relentless, but Zana knew she couldn’t lose her patience. The twi’lek shook her head, “No thank you, I want to keep my girlish figure and those chips are pretty fatty,” She said with a fake giggle. The lady looked taken aback...

Zana aggressively shook her head, “I’m not leaving them behind under any circumstance,” She said firmly, “I’ll stay here and wait if I have to,” She managed a faint smile, “I know you’ll find some help and come back. Just be careful.” It was clear there was no room for debate. The twi’lek...

“We’re definitely in ISC space,” She said confidently with a nod. However, she cleared her throat a moment later, “I was uh…watching flight tracker right before we crashed,” Zana added on sheepishly. She was definitely one of those people that read all the flight magazines and watched the flight...

Zana grimaced as he gave voice to her suspicion. She couldn’t imagine why a droid would be programmed to take the ship down like this. Was it because there were Force users aboard? No, that didn’t sound right. Then again, this was an ISC planet… The twi’lek thought for a moment, distracted when...

Zana almost stumbled as the cockpit explosion went off. Out of instinct, she threw up a barrier as the man landed on the ground in front of her. Rather than the suspicion he was expecting, he would instead find her crouched down, “Are you okay?!” She said with genuine concern on her face. She...

Zana was in the process of helping manage the line of people when the guy from earlier showed up again. He was either an unaffiliated Force user or…maybe a Sith? His nonchalant attitude was difficult to place. The twi’lek opened her mouth to debate, but he had an infuriatingly good point about...

Zana’s jaw dropped as the guy casually got up and went in the clear opposite direction of helping people. From the looks of it, he was perfectly uninjured. She sensed him using the Force which meant he was even more capable of helping. What the hell was he doing instead?? In the middle of a...

Zana was no stranger to public transportation. Jedi weren’t exactly rolling around in credits, and most of their transportation was through communal means. The twi’lek had only recently been granted the rank of Knight and that meant more missions across the galaxy. She was on her way over to...

Theme She was in denial when the news hit. She didn’t want to believe it. She couldn’t believe it. There had been a mistake. But a part of her knew. A part of her felt that wave of pain suddenly course through her before she was even told the news. She had been one of the few people, if not the...

Zana chewed her lip nervously as he mentioned going into the ring, “I dunno, Cairo, you could really get hur-” She was cut off when he pulled her over and introduced himself. Zana ducked out of sight for a moment, only able to hear Cairo give his little shpiel. Were they about to be way in over...

Zana watched him as he spoke, and she knew she put him on the spot. Was that a bit too much? It didn’t matter, she wanted some answers. She could be stubborn and firm sometimes, and she wasn’t afraid to seek out what she was looking for. Her expression softened the more he talked, and her face...

Zana was entirely caught up in the moment, clearly crossing into boundaries she didn’t explore very often. She was left staring stupidly when he pulled away, a deep flush rising against her cheeks. She mentally berated herself for getting swept up like that - they had a mission to do! Zana...

There was a look of relief on her face when Zerath remarked finding her summary adequate. She prided herself in being as organized as possible even though she had some reckless sides to her. When he asked his question, however, she paused for a moment. After chewing on her lip for a second, she...