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Everything looked like it was going well. The robbers were handling the situation well, and then something happened. Something the leader was claiming to be a Force user trying to screw with him. And it didn't work. She took a second to realize that a man a meter or so away from her had just...

Well, Sylvie was having a jolly old time. It felt damn good to be back on Zeltros, in all honesty. As much as she'd seen everything millions of times before, there was something that happened to keep her interested every time she got the nerve to return. She was in the crowds below, music...

Sylvie merely giggled as they danced around the room, looking up at him as the signature dip of many a being had done before. "Of course. Why would I be here otherwise?"

Well, here they went. Janiph was finally making his decision. A dance or two. That was a slippery slope. She smiled and took his hand, slowly standing and finishing what remained of her drink. Her senses tingled with caution, as parts of her mind alarmed at his calmness, his even demeanor, his...

The whole idea behind being a Zeltron was eternal enthusiasm. Aside from the countless pleasures, fun, and everything else that came with naturally advantageous biology, being a Zeltron in the Empire wasn't all fun and games. There were those who didn't see her race as different, those who saw...

Sylvie looked up at the large lizard towering over her bunk, eyebrows raising while she blinked innocently and rested her hands under her chin, in the same fashion that younger girls may respond to praise. She returned the sharp smile sent her way and went back to folding her arms behind her...

Sylvie's smile faded only briefly before it returned, bright as ever, while her newfound interest appeared to become a little irritated at his own words. That impacted her slightly, and she managed not to show it. Zeltrons were empatha. Bad emotions were no fun. Soon enough, however, he returned...

Sylvie could appreciate the well-versed imagery and words that this man spoke. But she was cautious. After all, she didn't know him too well. He just talked fancy. For all she knew, he was a sociopath. Unlikely, but the galaxy held its secrets and released them at the worst possible times. She...

Sylvie hadn't exactly been expecting company. A man sat down beside her and immediately spoke, speech tinged with pomp and fancy phrases. She blinked and shifted the drink sitting in her hand before nodding, a wide smile forming on her face and matching the excitement that jumped around inside...

Sylvie wasn't exactly sure if her speech had come across as clearly as she had intended. The meaning seemed to have shifted slightly. Damn Basic. She shifted in her seat and then chuckled to herself. It was a little depressing that Eriana was willing to put herself down like that, and she hadn't...

Sylvie could tell she was miles off topjc when Eriana went to correct her as kindly as possible. Which was pretty surprising, considering that she normally didn't get such a courtesy, much less expected one quite like it from a Force user. Not that it was unwelcome or anything. As for the mind...

Sylvie looked around and located the source of the deep and heavy voice, attributing it immediately to the massive lizardlike humanoid across from her. A knife sat in his hands. She blinked for a moment and then rendered her carbine safe, hanging it near her armor and then leaning back in her...

Sylvie shrugged. It wasn't like she wanted to explain a whole lot about what went down on her specific mission. It wasn't anything outstanding, aside from a couple nightmares for the weeks following. She brought that up more out of instinct than anything. In fact, it really just slipped out for...

Sylvie saluted her officer within his tent before grabbing her bags and heading to the designated barracks. It'd been a while since she had been folded into a combat unit. She was here mainly for observation, if not simple milk run duties. The humanoid barracks. Her place for a little while. The...

Sylvie couldn't exactly object much. She took the request more as an actual command, and followed after, not really considering the smile on Eriana's face, a rather rare sight in her opinion. Soon enough, they were in her slightly more comfortable office and she had taken a seat opposite the...

Sylvie followed without a second thought as they exited the interrogation room, stopping while Eriana appeared to take in a breath. She looked rather tired, all things considered. Especially for an all-powerful Sith. Supposedly. At least I might be able to get out of work early today, then...

Sylvie watched without looking as the interrogation took place. She stayed silent the entire way through, weighing what he had been saying with what she had seen in the file. On top of this, she thought it better to let Eriana do her thing, and avoid the trouble of the man looking for pity or...

I'm definitely not nervous because of this... Sylvie nodded and stepped into the corner of the room while Eriana talked to her prisoner. She knew him. He was the one they'd snagged from that apartment a little while back. She attempted to look straight ahead, nodding to the recorder and one way...

Sylvie grabbed her things and walked out of the room, readjusting her cap in a mirror and walking to Holding Cell C, making sure her new partner-in-law was going the right way. She sighed, replying to the last statement of the Sith after taking that long, painful breath. "Yes, I am ready. Not...

Sylvie rolled her eyes and sunk down to the same level as Cessair while he rambled on, seemingly trying to talk his way out of his intoxication. She knew firsthand that wasn't how it worked, not completely, and put a hand on his shoulder anyways. She chuckled as he cracked his jokes, seeing a...