Waking up in a cold sweat, the young blonde female reluctantly pushed herself upright on her bed. Her gaze panning over the dully lit room under the morning light of Serenno, her gaze focusing on the bedside chronometer before narrowing as she read the displayed time. "Uggh...Not much point...
Dawn had only just broken over the capital city of Lothal, as the planetary landing craft had touched down at the city's star port. Patiently a blonde female waited as the troops filled and disembarking out of the craft, before proceeding to disembark herself. Unlike the troopers the young...
Standing in the center of in the Training Dojo of the private living quarters of the Purple Rose Hotel, the fiery haired teen was dripping in sweat as she looked towards the combat droid that had powered down after completing the Training simulation. Eisa stood there barely clad in any clothing...
A light breeze blew across the roof top terrace of the Purple Rose hotel, the sun still lazily hanging over the late afternoon sky, commanding impressive views of the Royal Palace of Serenno. Eisa stood leaning against the tinted glass balustrade that encompassed the hotel's roof top gardens and...
Sliding down the edge of the crimson sand dune, the young Fiery haired Sith dug her hand into the trough of sand left by her feet to slow down her descent. Her emerald hued eyes narrowed as she surveyed her surroundings, a large sunken plateau of a long since desecrated Ancient Sith Tomb...
Several days had since passed since she had departed from the Sith Stronghold on the Junction, after spending several weeks with Abigail, researching something that had caught the young teen's interest and attention. The Fiery haired Sith had overheard a conversation between some of the Imperial...
Throwing her arms upwards, the young fiery haired teen stretched out her upper body as she yawned in her seat. Since having her weapons and effects returned to her following the focused training in maintaining control of the corrupting Darkside influences provided by Darth Malos, in the wake of...
The progression of time seemed to have gone by without any fanfare, following the scenes of destruction that once again put the remote backwater planet of Bakura on the brink of collapse. The two representatives of the Sith Empire, deemed as the saviors of the beleaguered planet had disappeared...
Quietly a young teen aged figure made her way through the halls leading out of the crew's quarters wing of the Sith stronghold, making her way through the winding labyrinth towards the Council chambers. The slight figure clad in leather combat trousers and a simple black turtle necked jumper the...
Two Days Prior
Clutching the folds of the dark grey hooded cloak tighter around her neck as an icy wind tore through the relatively plain looking residential street, a young slight framed figure made her way deeper into the cul de sac, the folds of the hood shifting as the figure panned her...
One Week Prior
It was a fairly quiet evening within the Junction stronghold, many of the Sith were out on various missions or in the dueling chambers sparing, the halls were empty bar for a solitary fiery haired teenage figure who was briskly making her way towards the quarters of one of the...
The sound of hysterical laughter growing louder coupled with a sudden crack filled the immediate area of the forest, as a frail branch gave way, under the sudden jolt of weight being thrown onto the wooden arm sprouting from a much larger tree. Still despite the sudden loss of the branch as a...
Gingerly stepping down the boarding ramp of a large cargo freighter, a slight hooded female figure scanned over her surroundings making sure that the coast was clear, before edging herself clear from the ship and slipping silently out of view from any eyes that might bring about some unwarranted...
It was a short distance to the Twin Twi'Leks from the space port that the young fiery haired teen had arrived at having snuck aboard one of the smuggler ships that had stopped off at one of the neighboring systems to the Junction. And the young Exile was approaching the front door within...
OOC: Death Disabled but Combat & Lunacy may (Probably Will) ensue!!!
The planet seemed peaceful, far far too peaceful! Something will have to change about that a fiery haired figure mused to herself, as she sat with her legs over hanging the parapet of a commercial building located within the...