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What horrors would await her? What fears and demons would come screaming out from the black? What peril would she find herself conquering? These are the thoughts Jez Winters was thinking to herself as her and her (new) master were making their way to Bal'demnic. Rumored to be where the Knights...

As if he'd insulted her, Jez looked away with a sad expression. "The spice....yeah." It wasn't something she had a choice over. The drug was made to be addicting. And when she was already on her downward spiral into her own personal hell, it was only a matter of time before she ended up taking...

When there came no answer, her cries got louder and she started trying to free herself from the bed. She was still weak however and didn't get much more than a fuss. Still, she would quiet back down when the door whooshed open and Castus came calling. Her face lit up with a smile upon seeing him...

Jez Winters was a mess. Her mind was broken and her mind shattered by the loss and grief pulling her downward. Her only remedy was the spice in which everything valuable she owned had paid for. It turned her into a puppet, mindlessly moving around until the next fix. Completely unaware of what...

Jez would groan at the sound of him condescendingly talking down to her. She struggled some more with the curtain and managed to get both her arms free; the cloth was still tangled in between her legs. Looking up at him she blinked several times. Her vision was still blurry. She'd already...

"Oh screw you," she mumbled back. In her mind he'd see loss. Grief. Despair. The girl had lost her master and from there gone into a downworld spiral of addiction. First alcohol. Then intimate interactions. Sometimes both. And finally drugs. When the three intermingled it only got worse until...

In a normal day, Jez would have been able to foresee the danger coming her way. It wasn't often a Dark sider came into contact with one another. And in her experience...they weren't very friendly. Had Jez been more in control of her senses she would have gotten up and ran the moment that Castus'...

NAR SHADAA Midnight Hours @FoxTamerAlexis ; @Taz The air was ripe with the smell of regret. Thick clouds of smoke pillowed out a window in a rundown looking building. The stench of burning spice drifted wherever the wind could carry it. It was far better than the stench of anything else down...

Xetno flinched when he called her a witch, but even more so when he called her an animal. Her face contorted with anger and she slapped the glass with her cuffs again. "You cannot treat me like this! Release me! NOW!" She glared up across the glass to his T-visor not showing any weakness. Not...

Waking up was brutal. Xetno's head was pounding. She was dehydrated. All of her muscles hurt. Being stunned left a rather painful ache to her bones. As she opened her eyes she looked around and the cramped space she was now confined to. Her wrists -which she noticed right away- were shackled...

Xetno knew she was in a losing battle. She'd already lost the use of her legs and it would take time for them to wake back up. Her only thought right now was crushing that annoying little flea who dared shoot her from behind. The moment she let go of the broken pillar Xetno knew it was already...

Sneaky little demon. While Xetno was mourning the loss of someone special to her the wicked little Mandalorian snuck up behind her. If not for her current connection within the Force she never would have seen him coming. As the man cocked his weapon, Xetno's eyes opened and she realized...

AKIVA Evening @FoxTamerAlexis ; @Taz Waiting. Waiting for a master who would never come home.... In the middle of the floor in an old abandoned temple waited Xetno Ren. The raven haired Sith was -as always- dressed in her Sith Inquisitor armor from the days of the Galactic Empire. The woman...

For twenty minutes there was nothing but silence. A confused and dazed Xetno stumbled to the edge of the hallway she'd come down. She took off her helmet thus letting down her long raven hair behind her shoulders. With a groan she tried to remember what all had happened, but she only knew of the...

"Holy kark!" Xetno gasps loudly as the ship drops into a sudden descent. While her master was disgruntled about the droid's trajectory, Xetno was thrilled. She loved the feeling of her body being tossed around, adrenaline pumping through her veins. She laughed with excitement while holding...

There was no going back now. Xetno activated both beams once more then flipped her saber to its unfolded position. Without giving the droids any time to get their weapons she would attack. Her blade spun in her hand slashing the one she'd landed on (just for good measure) and then she hurled...

Xetno would enter into the dark pit of the engines where upon fully dowsing herself in the dark she found the red glow of one of the other Sith. Her master's she discovered, but she already knew that in her mind. He quickly explained the objectives to her then tasked her with heading to the...

She got no answer from either of the two Sith, but she did feel a certain feeling of disappointment. Jez was more than used to that emotion from Balal. Not waiting for an answer -since she knew she wouldn't get one- Xetno continued to pursue them on their wild bantha chase. Only, she felt her...

The way of the Ren. Her master continued to say that phrase. She knew what it meant literally, but what it meant spiritually she still failed to grasp. She watched him then go to grab his armor and Jez set her helmet down to assist him. With her help it went faster and plus she liked helping...

Jez nodded through his explanation while still trying to collect herself. When he finished she straightened out then leaned backwards to pop her back. She then brushed her hair back and looked at him with a blank face. "I understand, sir," she'd say simply. "While you were training with your...