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Izel returning her attack against her was unsurprising but also disappointing. Alym would have preferred if these Jedi were unskilled and untrained, meaning this fight would have been over before it even started. The opposite seemed true given the various encounters occurring around her, Alyse...

The entire situation was starting to become really disappointing. The Jedi's inclination towards simply fleeing instead of standing their ground wasn't really what Alym had in mind, although she wasn't entirely surprised. They were just confirming what she already knew, that they were enormous...

Alym couldn't help but let her face sour into a disappointed grimace. Apparently one of the Jedi had been smart enough and had enough wits about them to notice the sudden shift she'd put onto the rolling rock and saw fit to re-adjust it and send it careening harmlessly into the wall. Well, not...

Alym remained quiet, intent to let Alyse do the majority of the talking from here on in. There was little for her to say, if Alym were being honest, that would come out in any way other than condescending, rude, or even downright hostile. Alym's patience was wearing thin with these intruders and...

The more the insect-person spoke the more uncomfortable Alym became. Regardless of her general poise and grace in almost all situations, this was just getting to be a little too much. Just as she was beginning to hit the point of no return with the bug and draw her lightsaber, Alyse started...

All things considered, Alym was just a touch disappointed that the intruders in the temple didn't come in guns-a-blazing, swinging their lightsabers all about like the uncivilized moronic savages Jedi and their friends tended to be. On the other hand, though, Alyse and Alym got to play the part...

Alym wasn't generally one to take instruction from people she didn't know, but this time she was willing to make an exception. Korsak wasn't her superior in any possible way as far as Alym was aware, but he was already familiar with this place and its nooks and crannies, so at least in that...

It had been too long since Alym had delved into some real ruins. It was mostly her own fault, of course, it's not like the galaxy had any shortage of old and dusty places long forgotten. But recently her mind had been in other places, and it still kind of was even now, staring at old glyphs and...

Heard about it from colleagues, eh? Alym couldn't help but take a half step back away from Thalia when she said that, the realization that the blonde woman might herself be a police officer. Not that Alym was particularly afraid of the police, but given her.. darker inclinations, it seemed like...

From an outside perspective, the places Alym showed up at would probably seem a little random. She zigzagged across the galaxy almost on a whim, but there was a beacon she was following. It was invisible to most, of course, and ignored by those too afraid to heed its call - but Alym had no fear...

Alym watched with interest as several more patrons entered Flipside. It seemed that this place called to all sorts of denizens, but one in particular seemed to stand out from the rest. Whether that was because of his inherent natural charm or.. because he was the most obnoxious and loud person...

The sky outside was dark but clear, a deep ebony blanket dotted here and there with brilliantly shining white dots of stars. There was a breeze on the air, light and crisp, bringing in just enough chill to make Alym shiver slightly as it hit her skin and found its way to shimmer up her spine...