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Iktotch. 0936 standard time. Serie was alone again. She didn't want to be, but in her heart she knew she was. She had left Callen and Nar shadaa behind, and on doing so, further isolated herself from everyone in the galaxy. She knew she needed to be alone however, as her thoughts grew more and...

Serie was not sure what to expect. Sure she had dealt with a myriad of beings in the past, but this was something she knew was unlike those she had encountered before. There were myths and legends told about angels and demons, but here she was proving they weren't just legends. Discovering...

Serie stood on the edge of the temple rooftop. It was fairly obvious she was upset, everything having come to a head quite quickly. One failure after another after another. She felt like one. She felt pathetic and worthless. Like no one wanted her, like no one needed her, all she wanted to do...

Serie walked into the kitchen of the war masters personal accommodations, thankfully not present at the moment. She had just finished meeting and preparing things with Evandus the night before and it was time to further her plans now. She wasn't sure how the reunion between him and Vincent would...

As the mission to free the inhabitants of the moon of iego began, Serie was already anxious. She had once helped a hutt cartel member enslave an entire village once, but that was back when she needed credits. Now? Her morals were just a bit different, although in the end she merely wished yo...

Serie had been planning on some day joining the council, but it wasn't until recently she had truly gotten the idea stuck in her head. She sat up at night thinking about who she could eliminate and then take their place at the council table. It wasn't an easy choice to be sure. She was stuck...

Serie fumbled with the zipper of her bodysuit trying to suck her midsection in enough so she could finish putting on her new armor. The thigh high boots were what she thought would be the hardest part, but it turned out that she had may be gained a pound or two since she was measured for the...

Serie walked into the large temple, spotting her father the minute she walked through the doorway. Her nostrils flared as she approached him. She knew he was every bit as strong as she was, just from his aura. She could also sense the fight between her sibilings and her friends was starting...

Serie piloted her her freighter as best she could through open space, patrolling the area she had been designated. She was here to make the whole mandalore thing look very different than what it really was. With some corellian middle management executives making a run through the system outside...

Serie walked up the steps of the small dojo, her white overcoat fluttering behind her. She had come to talk to the other Sith master about possibly having some more hand to hand combat training when she heard the sound of a light saber cutting through something organic. She paused and decided...

At the top of the large temple they stood. Serie and her father looked down from the top at the ships approaching. One by one they landed on the outreach of the city. Serie could have only suspected them to do so really, but now she felt bad for calling them. It wasn't going to matter anymore...

Serie and seven of her Sith shock troopers made her was through the spaceport, generally causing mayhem and destruction as they went. She was here with Vincent of course. More or less her second in command, and another friend she had just recently made, Ren. Together the three of them and her...

Serie was more disappointed in herself than perhaps even she wanted to admit. After her humiliating loss on Mandalore and being doublecrossed the way she was, she couldn't help but hate herself. She was careless. She was stupid for not just blasting the ever living hell out of everything there...

Serie walked out of her room at the Purple Rose and made her way towards the turbolift. She paused and straightened her skirt in a mirror as she was about to pass it by, looking to check her reflection before she got on the turbolift to go downstairs to one of the main lobbies. She adjusted her...

Series father walked into the large throne room built into the interior of the ship his children following right behind him. He only needed to make sure that his daughter was as strong as he had thought she was. He didn't feel it necessary however, to test her, as he could feel her strength in...

Serie walked the long halls of the archaic temple on Korriban. She wasn't looking for a sparring partner or someone she could idly pass the time with. Instead she had sensed some new arrivals to the temple here and wanted to meet them for herself. She didn't necessarily have her finger on the...

Serie had just walked out of the Tatooine bounty office, thinking to herself how funny everyone's expressions were when they heard what she had to say. I'd like to put a bounty out on Serie Fond. Who's asking? Asked the rodian behind the desk asked. Serie Fond. She giggled to herself as...

Serie stood on the sands of the Sith homeworld of Korriban alone for the moment. Although she wouldn't be for long. Two fledgling Sith knights would be joining her rather soon, and both of them were of interest to her. On the one hand she had the Sith knight Xornoth, who she had sparred with...

Serie walked with Oskar to the largest tree she had ever seen in her entire life. They were on Dantooine for a nice getaway from everything happening in the galaxy. Their last few dates had gone very well and she always enjoyed her time with him, no matter what the occasion. He was a true...

Serie was back again, another temple, another day just like any other really. She had her usual gear on her, although minus the climbing gear she had had on the last mission here. Thankfully this temple was one that just had a long as hell stairway going up to it. She wasn't winded by the time...