Recent content by Derna Lorso

Perks about the job? Responsibility, good pay, good hours and the status of a first pilot to a galactic celebrity. Downsides, did it have any? Yes, Vrashinal Karzinkaal. For some reason the Kaleesh thought he was more than just a bodyguard and physically demanded Derna to stop before she reached...

<<"Luxury transport with designator ISC-dash-452, this is Anchorhead spaceport. You're not cleared. I repeat. You're not cleared for landing.">> Sitting in the cockpit, Derna didn't have time to curse the man out as she gentle veered the yacht to the left as not to burden her boss and his...

For a wine-drinker he wasn't that bad of a dancer, Derna thought as she was twirled around. It was nice. For the shortest of moments she wasn't reminded of the destruction and death all around her. She caught some disapproving looks during her twirls or over the wine-drinker's shoulder, but you...

Derna blinked three times, "You wanna dance?" She looked him over. Can he dance? He seemed fit and most guys she met at parties or bar didn't know shit about moving those legs and hips if their life depended on it. Kriff, couldn't hurt to see what happens. "Let's go," she took the shot of...

Derna knocked back her shot of Iridonian and put it back on the bar to be refilled before she looked over at the pointy ears. "I ask you?" Kriffer with his wine. This was too much. There were people in this bar wearing armor and drinking wine as if the lower levels weren't burning or overrun...

Life day. The day we pretend to be happy while dodging dinner invitations from your folks. This was the first time in four years that Derna was home on Coruscant for Life Day and she had never seen the planet this somber. Nine apartments in her building were vacant because their ranger owners...

Hahah.. this was a joke, right? Derna looked at the roboticist, right? A regular and continuous supply of battle droids was no cheap request and surely the roboticist would want proof that the young woman, both their junior no doubt, would be able to afford even a single shipment of that size...

Derna was looking around while Newton made his pitch. Her eyes met that of a guard and for a moment they shared the same sense of dread. Kriff. The guard looked away before she did and left her gazing at nothing in particular while the faint words of Newton echoed in her skull. What else had...

Entering the drawing room Derna was at first a little proud. Hell yes, woman in charge! but that feeling quickly died as a dark tense anxiety fell over her. The yellow eyes were unmistaken and Derna knew it was the visible mark of a Sith, or at least a 'Dark Sider' as they called it on the...

The suddenly jovial human opened the doors and they all got in without another word. There was something off about his sudden change in demeanor, though. What did he just convince the two Blackwell operatives into? A trap of fatal consequence? A hostage situation even the Black Sun would take...

Jaren of House Demici looked somewhat taken by surprise by the Blackwell negotiator not simply complying without a word of protest. He was used to people acting to satisfy his every whim, no doubt. "You want to do business in the open?" he asked, incrediously, as his eyebrows rose and his eyes...

Ugh, that grin as he was addressing the roboticist was already getting under Derna's skin. Jaren of House Demici, yeah right! If he hadn't been born into nobility he'd... well, nothing comes to mind. After the roboticist introduced himself, Derna caught the noble looking at her and waiting in...

Shady noble, hm? Although it shouldn't be a surprise seeing as her family had been part of this mega-corporation for so long and well, it is a mega-corporation and that implies a myriad of bent rules and shady practices, the confirmation of a client that wanted to remain anonymous still...

Piloting an executive shuttle from the Core to Serenno felt like a reward. The hauler was slow, sluggish and all you really did was go in a direct line from orbital station to orbital station. This shuttle, though, it was bliss. Fast, agile and outfitted with all the luxuries of a megacorp's...

Mentioning the Mandalorian sure did attract their curiosity. They sure were a rare sight, especially in the Core. Derna shrug her head, "This one puked on my couch and then hid in my bathroom to avoid having to show his face," the shot returned to her lips and she slowly threw it back, "No idea...