Just outside Theed's Spaceport...
It truly was a beautiful planet. The dual waterfalls in the near distance were a distant roar and made for a serene spectacle, nestled as they were so nicely into Theed's landscape that they seemed almost hand-crafted. The weather was as gorgeous as the view...
Somewhere on Dathomir...
"BLECH! PAHH! YUCK!"
The mouthful of meat that had just been nearly ingested was instead spat out all over a crackling campfire, causing it to briefly swell from the flying drops of fat rolling down it. The main problem was that the meat was mostly fat, yet Neeka...
Somewhere on Krownest...
The bar attached to the top-right of her helmet whirred as it disengaged the magnification and returned to it's usual idle position. Her gloved hands pressed upon either side and slowly removed the entire covering with a pneumatic hiss before running back and through...
Location: Mandalorian Space - Clan Wren Territory
Twirling a knife was, most decidedly, far more difficult than twirling a blaster.
For one, a good deal of her blasters had trigger guards so the main trick to the unnecessary spinning was making sure the safety was engaged or that you simply...
It was once, as far as watering holes went, a decent little place.
Which was a blatant lie that Neeka liked to tell herself to make herself feel better as she stepped through the open threshold once more to One Fell Swoop. It was just the sort of wreck that made a person feel deceptively safe...