Recent content by Ivaris

Ivaris isn't a part of the Defiance Armada but she is now a member of the Rebellion, so I want to do a side-battle with someone. My preference is a Sith Crusader as that's her ability level. She used to be a member of the Sith Order, so her defection might be an interesting plot point. Any takers?

Name: Ivaris Kyuul Link: Here Rank: Member Spec: Um... Sith Order's crazy lightsaber-packing ex-girlfriend? Or wherever you see fit.

Muirgheal removed the small vial from her pocket and administered the chemical that negated the death stick's effects. She got it once thinking to be prepared in the event of an overdose. The drug wasn’t as commonly used as one would think. It was expensive—almost half a year’s wages for the...

The walkway on the side of the strip of buildings had no fence or guardrail, simply stopping over and endless chasm. The many lanes of airspeeders and swoop bikes rushed above their heads, a reminder that DSC Daedalus never truly slept, even at such a late (or early) hour. Neon signs were above...

She slowly shook her head as he started to leave. “Please, not just yet.” It wasn’t fear of the unknown. It was fear of the known, the certainty that she was a ticking time bomb with the capacity to unleash untold danger on the world. Perchance it was her pride as well, keeping her sitting on...

Ivaris heard her in the back room “Transporting a type of firegems, or at least that was what I was told they were. I got them too close to the engines and tried to enter orbit. I knew to keep them away from the hyperdrive, but not the regular reactors. Should have done my homework before I...

A single eyebrow lifted and her mouth twisted into a sardonic half-smirk. “I do apologize. One could only make their best guess," Muirgheal said, the last of her snarky attitude expressing itself as she was quickly tiring of banter that went nowhere. She was sure they both knew the vast...

She turned her head to the figure approaching. Rough, grease-stained hands, scarred face, and a confident swagger to her step. Her interest was piqued already. The first question Muirgheal wanted to ask was, ‘can I trust you,’ given the reputation—and past experiences with— certain mechanics...

Mos Eisley, Tatooine. It wasn’t the nicest place in the galaxy. To be fair it was probably one of the worst. A place where law was set by the words of the Hutts, but ruled by guns in the streets. Her brown boots kicked up dust as she walked along the dirty, crowded streets. She was dressed in...

Her body stiffened. The intrusion came without any prelude or warning, catching her off guard. It was like an icy, dead finger poking the back of her neck or between her eyes, violating her personal space in the worst way possible. 'He's a force user!' Giving him a mean glare, Muirgheal would...

"Contacts? Good luck. Most here, myself included, are primarily concerned with getting wasted and finding someone to share a bed with for a night. If you're looking for trade, I heard Karrde's Tavern is the best. It has a stricter weapons policy, and it's less..." her voice trailed off, clearly...

Sorry. I forget that we have these now. I need to get used to using them. Muirgheal looked over to her left where the man had sat down, quickly assessing his appearance. Plain but clean clothing, quiet manner, perfectly "normal" drink, and lack of banter with the bartender that was common with...

For those of you wondering, yes, Ivaris is leaving the Imperium. I'll be finishing what thread I have with her as a Sith, but I won't be creating any more.

MUIRGHEAL AHN NAME MUIRGHEAL AHN / / AGE TWENTY-SEVEN / / GENDER AGENDER / / STATUS FUGITIVE • EX-SITH• LOST Theme | Accent “And they burned, with a great and terrible fire! But it wasn't of Darkness... It was of Light.” LEGACY THE ROGUE I was a test tube baby. Certainly not the...

It had been so long since Ivaris had heard from Satsuki, let alone see her in person. Ten months? A year ? Perhaps longer. After a few months, she'd pushed it to the back of her mind and tried not to think about her absence. Pretending like she didn't care for traitors, that there was only room...