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Kadriye stood up a few seconds after Vahliri, completely blanketed by the massive cloak that was required to cover up her towering figure. It hung down to about her mid-calf, still not quite long enough, but the Orcolan found it very difficult to care. She wasn't exactly sure why they were...

The Force. She'd heard it called that before. It was the Galactic Basic world for güç, and what Vahliri said rang a bell - somewhat. The last time she'd visited her homeworld with her parents, they'd ventured out of the city and gone to visit a shrine. She'd spoken to some Guçlu masters then...

Kadriye stood quiet in the back of the group, looking down at everyone in front of her by virtue of being the tallest one present. Her gaze kept traveling between Altair, the five men she had been put in charge of, and the two other acolytes who were just as tiny as her master. She felt a bit...

Kadriye awkwardly sat down across from Vahliri in a chair that was much too short for her. Her knees were pointed up at a forty-five-degree angle and pressed against the edge of the table, but she couldn't push her chair back any further. The Orcolan girl ate in that position, trying her best to...

Kadriye followed Vahliri up the ramp and onto her ship, her eyes visibly widening more and more as she took in the lavishness of the spaceship. She'd seen finely dressed people before—the rich loved violent sport—but she'd never been in a place that looked just as wealthy. For the entire tour...

Two ships, two options. The first one was the freedom to carve out her own path. She could go wherever she wanted, be whatever she wanted, and do whatever she wanted. Perhaps, even, she could go and return to the faraway planet she called home. But for someone who'd spent all of her life having...

Kadriye quickly left the building, leaving behind a trail of dust kicked up by the heels of her boots and an entire third of her life. A flurry of conflicting emotions descended upon her, and her chest was wrecked with confusion, pain, guilt, excitement, anger, joy, and anxiety all at once...

Kadriye continued to follow the tiny woman she now knew as 'Vahliri' with a small bag of the only belongings she cared about gripped tightly in her hand. There was a vibroknife she'd received from her father on her tenth birthday, a pair of shock boxing gloves she used to train, and a couple of...

"No I do, I just..." ...was scared. Scared to disappoint parents that weren't around, scared to get taken even more advantage of, and scared to admit she was even scared in the first place. It truthfully pissed her off. If she could punch through all her problems, she would, but Horo... ...was...

Relief came quick when the tiny woman seemed entirely fine with the little bit of murder that had just occurred in front of her. In fact, she claimed she might've killed Horo herself. Kadriye wasn't sure what beef the woman had with the Cathar, but whatever it was, it surely died with him. She...

"Do you? Ma'am, you cannot just barge in here and—" His eyes drifted past the door to where the two guards were both knocked out cold. They stayed there for several seconds, pupils just slightly contracting and eyes widening, then traveled back up to meet Vahlirir's. His hand gripped tighter on...

The door to Horo's office opened with a quiet hiss, and Vahliri strolled right in as the sharp crack-snacp of an neuronic whip whistled through the air and down across Kadriye's blooded back. Whereas the Orcolan teenager had stood proud and tall with her palms to the sun only moments ago, she...

Kadriye stood and relished in the adoration of the crowd for just a moment. She was basking in it - much like a cat basked in the sun - and absorbing all the praise and ego of victory she'd been denied for so long. Unfortunately, she didn't have that feeling for long. When Kadriye spun around...

CRACK. Kadriye's other fist connected with the underside of Moka's jaw just as the string of curses left his mouth. The Weeway's chin was forced upward upon impact, and he was forced to stumble back while grasping with one hand for invisible handles in the air around him. The other one went...

Time seemed to slow down as the Weequay charged toward her. She watched as his feet propelled him forward, his shoulder reared back, and his hand balled up into a fist right for slugging. She watched as he grew closer and closer with a stupid grin on his wrinkly maw. He was going right for a...

“Ladies and gentlemen! Boys and girls! Our next contestants are stepping into the ring!” A cry rose up from the crowd as men and women, humans and aliens alike stood up from their seats and threw both their fists and voices into the air. The excitement and anticipation in the air were almost as...