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I looked at Rakiss and silently nodded as I heard him explain why it's important to be armed, even if it's only for self-defense. I didn't believe in violence of any kind. Even for defending myself, there was or at least I hoped that there was better means of reslove other than resorting to...

"It's okay, I'm fine". I replied as I looked at the ranger and then to Flauki. "And please don't. I'm not one for violence". I replied as I looked to the ranger with his hand on his blaster. Besides if this Flauki person is who he says he is and has connections to this Lil Klepti peformer I...

I sat at the table with the drinks and quietly listened to Rakiss as he spoke to me about what had happened to his parents. I hated what this galaxy has become. I could tell this is why trust didn't come so easy to him. As it didn't for me either, I was bought and sold as a slave growing up...

Before we went to the restaurant I heard him talking about how we talk to each other about things that we don't normally talk about. For his people it was a sign of respect and trust. But I was still unsure of the whole ordeal, and especially from someone that I don't normally interact with. As...

Skyye pulled out her hand and retrived the data chip from Rakiss, she smiled and looked at him and listened to him as he tried to offer a job to me for someone of my talent. There wasn't much talent around here of my magnitude so people like me only come around ever so often. Apparently everyone...

Lil Kelpti.... she was still unsure of this whole ordeal but this Flauki seemed legit. Like he really knew what he was talking about. Not that she ever questioned the ranger but this seemed like a valid reason to come stalk me outside of the club that she performed at. "Lil Klepti... you say...

Skyye noticed that Rakiss was pleased at the gift and appreciated it. "I'm very glad you liked it. It was very pleasant to see someone like you that appreciates my music". Skyye noticed that the Mandalorian was talking to him in a friendly manner. I noticed that he asked me what I plan on doing...

Before anything else was said Skyye noticed another person that joined the ranger. She was not sure whether they were together or seperate but the entire ordeal made her worry. If someone was indeed stalking her, she had better head home. She looked at the other man "Yes sir, everything is just...

Skyye looked around for any wandering eyes or other intruders thay may have been lingering around. She appreciated that he knew of her work and her dreams to become a mega galactic superstar. She also loved that he supported her as well. But was surprised that this wasn't the first time he had...

Taken aback, Skyye was shocked to find out that this man, a Mandalorian is a fan of hers. She wasn't well known outside of her home planet on Ryloth so this was a rather pleasant surprise. She gazed at him as he took off his helmet and explained to her that it was accidental that he ran into...

It was another night of singing and performing, Skyye enjoyed the musician's lifestyle as much as she hated singing in front of drunken guests and uninterested people. She thought to herself that maybe someday, somehow in this entire galaxy she would be headlining her own shows rather than bar...

I thought about it for a moment as I looked down at my feet. “No, sir nothing like this”. I replied as I looked back up at the ranger. He seemed like he would investigate the mysterious letter. “Oh and thank you for taking me home, I appreciate it”. I thanked the Ranger for helping me with this...

I noticed that the man in question is a Sector Ranger as he gotten closer to me I saw his badge flashing as he moved. "Yes... I guess.... No actually everything isn't okay. I've gotten this mysterious letter in my locker and I'm not sure who it's from". I explained as handed him the wadded up...

Startled, I turned around to find a mysterious man behind me. I wasn’t sure what his intentions were. So I treaded lightly, as I looked at him I couldn’t imagine I would have admirers that wanted to stalk me, but each day brought a new encounter. “Why thank you, and what brings you here”? I...

I was finished up with my set and gathering up my things, as I felt the awkward silence that filled the club. I was used to performing before drunken guests but this was a different kind of feeling. I didn’t know what to do next, as a person who didn’t believe in confrontation. I was afraid of...