Recent content by Hera "The Joyful" Albion

Hera ignited her orange double blade and laughed as the screaming became louder and louder. Pointing down the hall as Leon screamed obscenities, Hera responded, "That's your new best friend!" Then, in a flurry of orange, lept toward the creature. Her blades crashed into the tendrils and...

Mismanagement. That was the only word that stood out to Hera Albion about the savanna world of Gravlex Med. First, Imperials under the efforts of Emperor Palpatine, then, remnant forces, then the New Republic just ignoring the planet. A consistent series of mismanagements led to an...

Hera was quiet for a long time while Leon went on and on with his descriptions of the Vagabond, it was not until the second after their ship docked that Hera finally spoke up. "You're really focused on dicks and assholes, and there's the 'handies' you've been giving out... Is there something...

Hera couldn't help but laugh at 'Are you Maura's master?' It was an uncontrolled chortle, entirely unflattering, but entirely within character for the Councilwoman. Smiling, she listened to the second question before replying. "Maura's master is a woman much, much older than me, feel free to...

It was not some divine intervention or will of the Force that placed Hera Albion on Shili at the same time as Maura Starwalk, it was just Maura. The Knight had demanded Hera accompany her to the world for some 'rest and relaxation!' As Maura had put it. Of course, the younger woman had abandoned...

Hera breathed gently in and out as her body fought every movement of tensed muscles. It was as if her physical form knew what her mind planned and screamed 'DON'T!' But her mind held sway over every whim and desire of her flesh, and it was with this strength that Hera dashed back and forth from...

Hera listened quietly to Maura as the younger woman spoke, then gentle as a spring wind, she reached out and brushed Maura's hair. Her fingers, gloved, restrained, were not soft, but nevertheless, her touch was kindly and unabrasive. Her gaze softened as she thought of Kaisa, how they never went...

Hera Albion had not been in the best of places recently. She still smiled, she still laughed, for what would the rest of the Order think if 'The Joyous' started, Force forbid, scowling and frowning! But inside, she no longer felt her joy. At first, it was a deep resonance of an eternal nothing...

Hera was on her way out the door when the message and mental image hit her. If anyone glanced her way, they'd see that 'oh so characteristic' laughter coming from the councilwoman. With a smile still on her face, she was about to send a short message back when the real voice her. A man, one she...

Koemi approached Hera and the councilor didn't notice her until the Padawan began speaking. A characteristic grin spread across the redhead's face, but her milky eyes seemed distant even through their foreign design. "Koemi, it's been too long. You may still call me Hera, Master is just so-...

Hera sat quietly at a table to herself, nursing a small cup of caf as Jedi, civilians and resistance members alike intermingled together. Starlight Beacon was a great feat, and Hera felt nothing but joy and pride at Leon and the others involved in bringing this wonderful beast to life. Tracing a...

Hera's movements were a blur as Dash came at her, a quick block to her right, then left. Dash sparred with the fluid grace of someone who knew their strengths well and leaned into them. He had clearly kept up with his own personal training, and for that, Hera felt a small glimmer of pride. With...

Hera returned the hug, as an older sister might do to a younger sibling before they left on a long trip. Something about this moment made Hera feel as though she should worry for Leon, as if the Padawan was stepping into a danger he was unprepared for. However, she was unable to force herself to...

To a degree, Hera nearly expected the captain to begin an argument with her, to chastise her emotions. Even as a Councilor, she still felt like a lonely and insignificant Jedi Knight at times. Yet he conducted himself with respect, repeating words she had heard before but held no less meaning in...

Hera listened to Jon, but that is not where her complete focus lay. Instead, her eyes were affixed with watching the young man, how he moved, the way the owner of the cantina understood him with only a gesture, the way he held his cup in both hands. This was a man who understood the value of...