Search results

Misha listened carefully to the Jedi's words, logging the proper title in her brain but noting that she continued to speak, almost as if to reassure herself. Was she nervous? It was hard for Misha to tell, the Jedi tended to keep a mask up. But that was not what was important right now, protocol...

Unaware of the thoughts or even the hints of feelings of the other two Misha thought it best to continue the silence until they were in a more private setting, away from prying eyes as she had been told Hapes has many. That just left her to ponder the situation, her thoughts mostly lingering on...

With a strangled gasp Misha pulled in a breath to sooth her burning lungs, though she was rewarded with a surge of pain radiating out from where the armor and bolt had slammed into her chest. She managed to drag herself up to a sitting position with her back pressed against the speeder and...

Things were just about turning into utter chaos at this point and Misha had to take a moment behind cover to really take in and process everything. The Republic's trap had been sprung successfully with the majority of her platoon stationed in hiding spots on both sides of the bridge opening up...

Misha listened carefully to both the new ideas and criticisms of her proposition, there were things that she had not thought about, things that were added that she liked, as well as other avenues that frankly seemed to be easier, but also a political nightmare. It also didn't help that she was...

Misha had to give the BLF credit for courage and preparation, a heavy shock and awe strike was incredibly effective with the inclusion of the armored ground cars. And they had even included support infantry to help give those vehicle cover across the bridge, forlorn hope that it was. She...

Misha had been more than a little surprised to receive an invitation back to the Academy on Chandrilla, for what amounted to a junior officer's council of war. But maybe someone though that in light of her recent service and experience they might overlook past digressions. Or maybe this was a...

Something the two of them had said had clearly upset the Jedi, that even Misha could tell by the frown that creased her face as she crossed to the window. in the moments that Sigal was silent Misha tried to think as clearly as she could on the situation, but was continually coming to the same...

Misha nodded in agreement with Bretharr's assessment, it made a lot of sense logistically except for a few points. "Quite true, they are probably not the well equipped, but all it takes is a few stolen air speeders to screw up a purely ground based defense strategy. And six years of avoiding the...

Planet: Bestine Grid Coordinates: M14 Location: Resort Azure Bestine was a beautiful planet covered in hundreds of tropical archipelagos and had once been a very popular republic tourist destination before the hundred years darkness had found it's way here. In three climactic battles the...

Misha Tugged on the hem of her formal tunic to straighten it out a bit and flicked off a bit of imaginary lint, she had to present the best possible image of the Grand Army of the Republic after all. It had only been a short while after her mission on Randon that, by dint of being wounded, she...

Sitting on a couch nearby Misha was pouring over information of the disappearance on a datapad, her eyes moving slowly from side to side as if turning mental pages. Ever since her arrival here, as part reward and part 'light duty' for her service on previous missions, things had felt more than a...

The sound of Davik's blaster filled the alley, followed closely by the sparking and sizzling of the blasted keypad. As soon as the swooshed open they entered, Misha taking an immediate left, never stopping so as to present a constantly moving target. To her surprise they had not not entered into...

It was quiet in the moment that she took to readjust and ready herself. She didn't look over at Davik, instead focusing on her hands as they went through the trained process of reloading her blaster. With a downward cast scowl and a shake of her head she wrote considered her left arm to be a...

The bartender had finished locking the doors and taken a seat well in view of Misha as had been ordered. Thing was the interrogation was well in view of him as well, and the man's face paled as Davik went to work. Misha for her part did not look back, preferring to keep her eyes locked firmly on...

Misha smiled at little at Dara's sentiments about being replaced. She had not specifically been thinking they would potentially be replaced by a droid workforce, but it did make a certain amount of sense. And to make things just that much closer to home, Dara's words could have been spoken by...

Misha stiffened at the Wookiee's outburst, having to stop herself from either flinching or instinctively going for her gun and assuming a combat stance. Either response would have resulted in the worst possible outcome for everyone involved, especially the two soldiers surrounded by dozens of...

Stepping aside at Davik's insistence, Misha placed her back against the nearest wall, careful not to put pressure on her already screaming left shoulder, and put one more shot into the bar. Gotta be careful, I only have fifteen shots left in the one and only two more powercells in my pockets...

Misha stayed silent during the brief exchange between, doing her best to look innocent while still shielding Davik from the three Weequay. When Davik pulled his blaster and pistol whipped the Cathar she took that as her cure and spun on her heels, drawing her sidearm and taking aim. Davik's trio...

Misha took in the group quickly, noting their stoic and neutral expressions with mixed feelings and really hoping thaat she could keep the Wookiee calm. They are stern and acting in a very professional manner thus far, and well organized to boot. I can see why the director of the shipyards was...