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Suddenly after speaking on her comm, fire and pain took over her body and she went flying into the distance. Two missles had struck the ships, though she really had no time to fathom it. She knew at that time she was dying, and part of her, even with the mix of fear, was relieved. Her struggle...

Why did Oren's trail lead here? It was the last place she thought to find him, though admittedly she was probably the last person he expected to see here too. She'd been avoiding him, his calls, trying to center herself again. She felt she needed it, but that changed when she heard rumors about...

Lilith smiled meekly at Max. She knew he was trying to reassure her but she wasn't entirely sure if anything could lift the guilt she felt. And once she was on the thought pattern, more and more things she felt guilty for surfaced. She wasn't sure how to control or stop it. She nodded quietly...

Lilith turned, sensing the Jedi in the room. His words hung in the air for a handful of seconds as she tried to put everything together. It clicked. "You?" Lilith laughed heartily. "Can you imagine if we fought that day and I managed to kill you? The Sith would've been grateful to me without...

Did he... just call her Lils? No, she must've misheard him. No one called her Lils. "Maybe I should get into the business then," she mumbled, musing the idea for a second. "Meh, too boring." And she could get much bigger payloads from slicing. Perhaps she should go back to a life of crime...

Life felt aimless now. There wasn't much she did anymore, and not much she felt motivated to do. If she went out and fought now, she knew that she'd ikely fall prey to the Dark Sides whispers again. She still hated the hutts. She still wanted them to all die and... she pushed the thoughts...

Since she was at a Jedi temple, Lilith decided to take advantage. She wasn't sure if she'd ever set foot in a temple again, so it might be her only chance. No one considered her a Jedi... not herself, not Oren, so it made little sense for her to be here in the first place. She'd requested a...

Lilith was a little surprised that he didn't protest to her unrequested help. It wasn't like she'd revoke it even if he did, though. Though she felt some peace when he seemed to calm, his next words hit her harder than they should've. As much as she held anger towards him, as much as she...

Her eyes remained lowered as he talked. She expected his voice to fade away, but it seemed he'd stopped for the moment. So it was her mind? Lilith didn't know the name of an exceptional healer that could help with the mind, though it didn't discourage her. "I know you probably don't need it...

Lilith didn't move an inch as Talak's anger came to a boil, even if she could sense danger. It was then that she realized how serious it was and how much pain Talak truly was in. After it settled in, Lilith said a soft, "I'm sorry" her eyes lowering. "I just assumed she'd be..." Talak could...

The anger in Lilith's eyes weakened somewhat, though when she realized the show of weakness she tried to cover it up. He was right. She was struggling, and right now. Though she hadn't fully acknowledged it till this moment. "Someone I care about being hurt..." she echoed, her eyes lingering on...

Lilith let her former master have at her. She tried to pretend his words didn't cut, though obviously he'd feel that a few attempts landed. She didn't want to go back to the Sith. She'd never belonged there, and... she cared about some people now. It was still hard to admit that... one of them...

When Oren took his eyes off her for a second, Lilith slipped away. She'd heard the Jedi Councillors words about Talak but didn't understand them. What did he mean by the light being difficult to find? Hadn't Talak already found it? None of this made sense to her. She strode towards Talak with...

She didn't want to be here. It felt wrong. It felt like she was violating the Jedi's memorial. She wasn't Jedi and she still struggled to keep herself in check even after training under Oren. In fact, she wouldn't have been here if it hadn't been by his request. By the time she was walking...

"Helping someone..." she echoed. She wasn't sure why, but she followed behind Oren anyway. A frown tugged at her cheeks when the man asked who she was however. Her eyes, that were now slightly less yellow, flicked to Ore before flicking back to the man. She was not accustomed to simply handing...

Whatever Oren was up to, Lilith wasn't entirely convinced she wanted to be part of it... yet, she'd put weeks into tracking him down and wasn't going to leave his side now. She wanted to learn more from him, and this time she wasn't planning on running away. She knew what she wanted. Now, if he...

Lilith listened to all their suggestions. They all had merit. "It doesn't need to be traceless," she answered at first. However, as the Jedi Master began to purify the blade she watched and sensed the whole thing. The Dark Side leaving, the Light taking it's place. The blade felt...peaceful...

Both her eyesbrows raised as each Jedi spoke. They all seemed very interested in her little suicidal plot. It surprised her. Oren wouldn't ever take part in straight up assassination...right? That was why she never told him. She didn't want to disappoint him again. Why did she feel the need to...

Not yet? Lilith wasn't sure how she felt about that comment. The Jedi Master was more direct about it, though Lilith didn't say anything about either comment. She'd never felt like she belonged to the Sith, so she wasn't sure she'd ever feel like she belonged to the Jedi either. But...

Lilith's first instinct when being turned around was to smack Talak's hand off her shoulder. When she saw the saber, however, she was taken aback. She stared at the weapon as he talked, as if she was transfixed. Talak was right. She had already been a killer before they met. A thug on Nar...