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ERIADO The bar was the same bar, but it had become different over time. An ever executing cycle of progress, destruction, recovery and denigration had left little unchanged in the once seedy establishment. It was brighter. Tackier. The stage that had once occupied the far wall was...

Things were in motion. How did Tsara end up here? How did she become what she'd become? The way of life, love, and the galaxy was as mysterious as The Force itself. Eyeing an empty stage as a hip banging beat started up in the air, Tsara stood and made way for the stage. She felt there was...

Tsara was going to let Kyi explain the climb, meanwhile, she drew the training saber close to her person, enjoying the warmth it brought. She found herself considering that warmth, the blue light, the object, mechanically, itself. Up until that very moment, she'd only ever perceived the...

She could feel the...affection...from her counterpart in Atraxis through the Force, and allowed a soft, kind smile. They'd been all over the Galaxy in a short period of time, but it seemed like forever. It felt good to not be alone in her various travels. It was reassuring to know that he...

"Agreed!" Tsara replied rather quickly, eagerness evident in her shaky voice. The cold was something she could never abide well to begin with. Add in the fact that she never wore much to begin with, and even now wore only a tight coverall, Tsara was her own worst enemy on this world. The...

The Twi'lek had to laugh. A good natured one. The answer was beautifully simple, to the point, and for the various Hells of it. Sometimes, active males didn't need a reason for some excitement other than the promise of the excitement itself. Tsara could accommodate him fine! Bulda would give...

Tsara already had hers ignited, but realized that the woman at the opening of the ship was rattled, and afraid; she radiated an almost animal fright. Tsara stepped out from her position slightly behind Kyi, and waved the Lightsaber with the best forced smile she could manage under the frigid...

Kyi had performed a beautiful Force Vault, and beckoned her to follow, as if expecting her to do what he did. Tsara shivered, groaned quietly, then holstered her weapon. She began to scale her way down, and once she reached the deep snow, shivered again, trudging after Kyi at a much slower...

A flung chair. A loud crash. Droids often followed repair measures when in bars, rather than see to the angry customer(s) that caused the damage. It was the owner's, or bouncers jobs to deal with 'customer service' issues. The droid behind the bar was no different, going right to cleaning as...

Following the young Force User that was about her age, Tsara couldn't help but be impressed with not only his will, but maturity; she'd just hit him with a full blast of Twi'lek allure, and he instead got right to business after the briefest pause. She made a mental note that this was no kid...

Getting Atraxis' life statement was revealing, but appreciated. His life story, though sad, was also appreciated. He was a Sith in spite of what the Sith had done to him. A hard thing for her to understand, and accept, but she did understand that many in the Galaxy at large took suffering and...

Rage. It came from them both. From their pasts that never passed. Suffering and loss their figurative scars, and with those came a weight that was to be carried without question. Tsara wasn't so arrogant to take a high ground with either of them as she carried the same kind of weight too...

Tsara nodded, seeing Kyi look away as if hearing something. "The fault has to be with me, otherwise the Force would lov-!?!" Stopping mid sentence, Tsara felt a rumble after a shriek and muffled crash. The Twi'lek looked at Kyi, then back the way they'd come, hand going to her holster, and...

Atraxis remarking on interrupting a "transaction", and Alesha biting off the word "Sith..." with enough venom to kill a Krayt Dragon created a proverbial crisis of concepts. Words needed to be carefully chosen here. A blatant 'yes' or 'no' to Alesha's accusation would not satisfy. Luckily...

The request from Atraxis did not please Tsara one bit. Her face soured in a rare break from its mask of placidity. Her blue eyes glared, and her lips pursed, then, the expression softened, and order returned. Kneeling down, blue eyes directed on the floor, Tsara appeared pensive, thoughtful as...