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Alia, lost in her moves, didn't notice the couple who had drifted too close to her. She spun around, and her tail went whipping behind her, slapping one of them in the face, which Alia entirely missed because of Kane's question. "Me?" She replied, oblivious to the looks the couple were giving...

Alia didn't really follow much of the conversation when the two Jedi showed up, she was rather star-struck at the moment and too busy trying to find the safest place to keep the flask that Aadya had signed and given her. She hadn't really expected an autograph, but getting one, and on something...

Alia was not made for the cold, even a slight chill was like the frigid depths of Hoth for her. So she had come prepared, covered in multiple layers of clothing to keep the horrible cold at bay. The only positive of being here was that she was actual able to try out the tail mittens that she had...

Alia nodded in agreement to Arla's suggestion to find high ground, eyes begining to dart around to look for an appropriate tree to climb. She had spent much of her childhood scurrying up trees to avoid the mostly bigger and meaner bullies who would try to pick on her because of her tail and her...

Alia was curious to see what Clove was planning, so she kept an eye on the Half-Annfyn ex-Jedi as she moved to help Veer. Despite her own lack of vertical visibility, Alia was able to spot Veer through the chaos of battle and could understand why Clove wanted to help him. He was cute, and...

Alia was drifting in and out of consciousness and perception, words barely drifting into her mind over the pain. She barely noticed Wodan, or Arla, and even Sol's words, whispered into her mind, barely breached the protective barriers that her subconscious had thrown up to keep her from losing...

Alia almost leapt with joy when things actually went the way they were supposed to, her little trick actually worked (without having to rely on Arla doing the bulk of the leg-work for the spell), and the weird bug thing actually went down. She was in such a good mood than when she saw Arla...

Alia had dealt with predators in the past, but nothing had prepared her for how this thing reacted. The speeder sent flying her way would have caught her by surprise, but the fraction of a moment that Arla's intervention bought her was enough time for her to launch herself into the air and flip...

Alia emerged from the sea, the burning, sinking, remains of the yacht behind her, right hand clutching at the stump of what had till recently been her left hand. Wrapped in the ripped remains of the captain's shirt, it was still bleeding, her attempts at trying to cauterize the wound having been...

"Fuck!" She replied to Arla's deadpan comment, with no attempt at trying to not be herself. The string of insults that followed was all her. 100%, unadulterated Alia. "Bith sucking, jack arse, idiotic fuck. They couldn't give me that one thing. Next thing I know you'll say that Raze isn't a...

Alia had little warning as Arla and Clove were attacked more or less at the same time. She could only react after the matter, a moment's indecision about how to act ended up making the choice for her. By the time she could process all the information and decide whom needed her help more, the two...

SOUNDTRACK TO A CRASH Alia, much like Altair, was enjoying the benefits of a Tiefling physiology, mostly free of the effects of everything she had consumed the previous day and waking up refreshed and ready for whatever the day held. She had never spent the night on cruise ship, and she had...

Alia wasn't sure how she felt about working with Jedi, or Mandalorians. Some Sith rulebook somewhere probably detailed the correct protocol around killing any Jedi on sight and hanging their bodies by their entrails as a warning to others. But the problem with that was that Alia wasn't really...

Alia settled down across from Arla, slipping back into old habits, old memories. As much as she preferred her life now to what it had been on Dathomir, her past was a big part of who she was, and as she started chanting a slight smile caressed her face as she remembered the last time she had...

Alia was enjoying a swim, the water was warm, there was a gentle breeze blowing, and she was just appropriately buzzed to take it all in. Eyes closed, floated on her back, her tail swishing slowly in the water to guide her, it was only when she heard the splash of someone else jumping into the...

As the youngest of six sisters, Alia was used to being picked on. So Arla's comment about some people just not being good at Sith ways didn't really sting, at least not a lot. But maybe it was the truth. Either way, she shrugged it off and returned her attention to the task at hand. When Arla...

Alia wasn't sure if she was supposed to be there, but now that she was she had no choice but to try her best to stay alive. To say that she was nervous would have been an understatement. And unfortunately for her companions, when she got nervous she got weird. On this instance that weirdness...

Alia was about to be on her merry way when she felt the tug on her tail, turning around slowly with an eyebrow raised inquisitively, smiling back at Altair. She knew what he had done, it was hard to mistake a tail for anything else, and having that appendage to her advantage in similar...

Alia stayed in the pool, enjoying the drink Wodan had brought her, though a part of her also wanted to try whatever he had brought for Vahl. The game though, seemed to be over, as some of the contestants migrated towards the bar. To each their own, she thought, as she continued enjoying her...

Alia raised an eyebrow at the mention of being tested in, and her already questionable self-restraint slipped. "Tested in? So you're one of those smart ones, huh?" There was no ill will behind the comment, which was made even more evident by the smile that accompanied it. "Good for you." That...