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FULL NAME: Evelyn Roslin AGE: 24 SPECIES: Human HEIGHT: 1.7m (5'8") WEIGHT: 65.8 kg (145 lbs) EYE COLOR: Hazel HAIR COLOR: Brown SKIN COLOR: Fair FACTION: Independent (for now) RANK: Civilian, previously logistics officer in Grand Army of the Republic *For background purposes. This...

Fear flooded Evelyn as the man backed away with her, his breath harsh and excited against her ear. Her vision was starting to go hazy from lack of oxygen, and she struggled to remain conscious. She felt something large and shapeless gathering in the air; something she couldn't name, but felt...

Crack. Her would-be attacker crumpled to the ground at Del's feet thanks to his quick staff work, and Evelyn felt a surge of satisfaction. Her newly acquired mentor had enough experience to recognize and resist the Dark Side's siren call. The young woman at his side, however, was far more...

"I'll kindly ask you not to touch my student." Del's voice was firm, but calm. It was the rational move - try to de-escalate, avoid violence if possible. Unfortunately, Evelyn's rational mind was losing ground at a rapid rate. For weeks, her emotions had been gradually feeding on one another...

"Evelyn, I think we should get of the street. It's getting late." Evelyn tensed, hazel eyes scanning rapidly to take in the tactical situation. It turned out that military training was good for something after all - it didn't take a genius to recognize the evolving scenario, but her training...

Evelyn followed Del into the early evening, the night air cooler now. The breeze showed signs of turning into a gusting wind, ebbing and flowing in an unpredictable rhythm. The streets were crowded, but nothing that held a candle to Coruscant. For a few minutes, she walked in silence next to the...

"All I can provide is an organic connection. How it uses you and how you use it is between you and the Force." Organic connection? What am I getting myself into? Evelyn studied Del for a moment, wondering whether she'd just elected to follow an eccentric. Subconsciously, she reached out...

"I can teach you what I've learned." Though she'd asked the question, Evelyn wasn't prepared for such a direct answer, one that offered yet another deviation from her current path. Her hazel eyes held his brown for a long moment, thoughts swirling behind them. Del finished his drink; Evelyn...

For a brief moment, Evelyn's own feeling of helplessness and frustration intensified, unknowingly channeling a fraction of Del's own emotions. She didn't even notice, so closely did they resemble her own. She ordered another drink - whiskey, this time, even though she'd always detested dark...

Evelyn was busy chewing on Del's monologue about the Jedi - the first time she'd really detected a swell of emotion in his voice, and his question caught her off-guard. "You are aware that you're Force sensitive, right?" It was phrased more like a statement than a question, and Evelyn felt...

Yep. Definitely a Force fanatic. To be fair, Del's overture about balance and the Force was a more sophisticated version than what one normally heard on street corners; however, it had a similar shape to it. Give yourself over to a higher power, let the Force guide you, shape you - we're all...

Hazel eyes widened slightly as the glass slid into his hand, and the young woman tensed almost imperceptibly at the show of - well, not power in a threatening sense, but power nonetheless. It certainly settled the issue of whether he was simply a run-of-the-mill fanatic or not. "Because I don't...

The Force? Evelyn had little personal experience with Force users, recent (and thankfully brief) run-in with a Sith notwithstanding. Everyone had heard about them, of course- tales of epic battles between the Jedi and Sith, of super-human myths and powers. How much of it was true, she couldn't...

"I'm certainly not. Don't know if I'd ever had any before now. Oh, I'm Del, Del Vasi." Evelyn considered the proffered hand for a moment, then shook it briefly. No sense in being rude . . . and maybe this would help provide a distraction. Well- this, and another glass of wine. Letting herself...

Solid copy, thanks. Appreciate the heads up, and apologies for asking a question that was answered elsewhere.

Gotcha, sounds like that will be the plan then. Roughly how often do these new storylines come about to wipe the slate clean?

The bartender seemed less than impressed with his newest clients' lack of commitment to their orders. Then again, they'd wind up paying for the beverages whether they drank them or not. He simply grunted at Del's change of heart, set down the wine, and shifted to the far end of the bar to deal...

Howdy, I've RPed before, but never in a forum that came out with new timelines as SWRP does. My character is far from established at this point, hasn't really been too entrenched in any storylines, considering I created her a year ago, went part-way through a thread, then lost steam. I just...

"I think you need a clear head, friend, not a muddy one." Evelyn watched the wine glass pushed away from her in a brief moment of surprise, then swiveled her head to meet the eyes of the slim, black-robed man occupying the seat next to her. The bartender's snide comment had already ruffled her...

I agree with most of the folks above - I'd rather see stand-alone movies exploring the universe. However, if they go to the Old Republic, I'll gladly give them all my money for trilogies or however they want to do it. All the SW: TOR game videos made me wish I could watch a full-length movie...