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It wasn't surprising that he chose to ignore her comment, but Larana could still feel her patience wearing thin. This rescue mission might have been completed by now, had it not been turned into the galaxy's most inconvenient and destructive family reunion. The Mandalorian woman, Reiel, seemed...

Stood on the edge of the second skiff, Larana watched in silence as the events unfolded. This was an absolute mess, but still she remained ready to step in if necessary. It wasn't really what she had signed up for, but it wasn't like she could turn away and walked back to the spaceport through...

Just beyond the spaceport laid a world reminiscent of a horror story. Buildings in ruins, the doors kicked in and looted, others already smoldering embers. The smoke that filled the air made it difficult to breathe and, in some areas, near impossible. The paved streets crumbled and cracked, but...

The AMS outbreak was out of control and spreading still. Entire planets threatened to be overrun with infected, leaving innocent people to suffer in fear under governments overwhelmed by lack of support and resources. Many had even been separated from loved ones while fleeing hot spots...

The intimidating vibrations of their weapons and the smell of electricity that cut through the cold morning air caused her heart to race. Larana hadn't prepared for this — the last time she had fought an advanced training droid, it had only a metal rod. She had left covered in welts and bruises...

The two of them walked together to the training grounds, met with a bitter cold breeze and dew covered grass. It was uncomfortable to say the least, the sharp cold stinging her cheeks as she tried to find a warm spot to stand among the other students. Jacata disappeared among the faces as Master...

Thunder clapped loud in the distance, the rain wetting her hair, causing it to stick to her face. Her clothes might soon be uncomfortably heavy and the puddles around their feet were deep enough that water began to seep into her boots. It showed no signs of relenting and suddenly she wished she...

He pulled the slop from her tray, admitting that he wouldn't have offered it to the worst of his enemies. It did look unappetizing, which explained why it was the only thing left by the time she had managed to make it to the cafeteria. However, Larana hadn't really planned on eating it —...

It took a few moments for the crowd to disperse and for the old woman to return to her desk. Larana was thankful that, for now, she didn't seem to find anything out of sorts, and patted the small journal and datapad in her pocket to assure herself they were still there. She stayed behind, making...

For a moment, she was silent, face still buried in her arms. It wasn't that she wanted to seem ill-mannered, but rather that it took her time to gather the energy needed to actually sit upright in her chair. Larana groaned in exhaustion, looking up to offer him a groggy and half-hearted smile...

It was early. Too early to be exact. The sun hadn't even slipped above the horizon and already Larana had been forced out to bed. The still warm blankets beckoned her to return to them and it took no small amount of effort to refuse. She yawned, eyes closed as she drew her unkempt hair into a...

From her position behind the desk, it sounded as though their distraction had made a rather drastic and inappropriate turn. The sound of a zipper being undone and a cat-call echoed from the small crowd that watched made her wonder just how far her new friend had gone, or would go to get the...

The decrepit old woman felt her cheeks flush a dark red as Crix took her hand, the skin on them wrinkled and dry. It was almost immediate that she pulled it away from him, unamused and clearly embarrassed by his childish flirtations. She pursed her lips, waiting impatiently for him to finish...

Her worry didn't set in until he became silent, the expression on his face turning to a devious smirk as he decided how best to distract the librarian. It would have been preferred for him to share those thoughts, instead of trusting her to follow blindly, but it appeared the entire conversation...

It would appear by his tone that her probing the situation had frustrated him some. His smile had faded into a far more bitter and serious expression and any sarcasm seemed more defensive than it had before. Larana could almost feel how tense he had gotten, walking beside her, attention...

He gave her the same sarcasm in return, lips pulled tight with a smirk. It surprised her, for not many of her peers had even given regard to her remarks in the past; those who had considered her rude or insensitive. There was a pause and she felt her cheeks warm with slight discomposure. Larana...

Plans to infiltrate the Jedi Order weren’t really on the top of her to do list, if they were being honest. No one ever planned to break in to prison, but she sure had spent a lot of time planning to escape it. The idea of stealing information was even more out of character. Books had never been...

Okay, so perhaps he seemed a bit disturbed, but for all it was worth, this did seem far more interesting than studying meditation techniques or starting out the window. There were likely consequences to be considered given the nature of the information being sought, but she hardly paused long...

His raised voice caught her attention, interrupting the pitter-patter of rain on the window and swaying tree line which had drawn her in. The increased emotion came and went in a subtle wave, pulling her gaze towards the front of the room as Crix stormed away. Larana had not seen him around...

Yavin 4 - Jedi Temple Library - Evening The rain started as a subtle tapping that soon became a rythmic pitter-patter, small droplets trailing down the tall windows that lined the far end of the library and blurring the view of the thick jungles beyond. Larana seemed to be entranced by it, eyes...