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-Theme- She wanted to run away. And for months, she had done just that. Let Haldir work with Elidan, and though she had taken responsibility for her own actions, she still walked away, letting her fate hang in the balance. She wanted to hunt down the ones that had taken away a person she...

-Theme- This event was meant to be the biggest underground concert the galaxy had ever seen. Musicians, artists, dreamers had come together for this event. Switter announcements had been posted, the bars were opened. A full warehouse had been rented out, and it spilled into the streets. A...

Leaving the Order wasn't simply turning off and walking away. She had some friends, some people she was somewhat close to... but one person in particular was especially hard to leave behind. Haldir. Her second Master, her savior, and one of her closest friends. Leaving him behind was like...

Tracking down a Sith should have been easy. Just go to Sith space by stowing away on a refueling corvette, masquerade as a crew worker and get off at the next fuel point. Avoid suspicion by acting confident. Swagger after leaving the station and finding a small planet that no one knew you...

Taco Thursday had been a thing ever since she was a little kid. Not with her old man, though, that guy didn't know fun if it smacked him in the face and wiggled. Cheap, greasy, and awful for the skin, nobody would ever know how she smuggled them back to Yavin while they were still hot and...

Core Music Symposium. A challenging contest between multiple different indie musicians; from the famous to the underground, all kinds and backgrounds were welcome to participate, eyes on the prize. And though Willa knew a few of them by name only, she wasn't here to mess around. G. Wiz began...

For the first time, she and Crix were a team working together. Part of her was looking forward to showing off her newly-learned skills, but another part of her grimly acknowledged there was still much to learn. The deep darkness of the tall, ancient trees and the sight of Wookies--real...

The holo-report left her feeling sick to her stomach, gutted. Seeing Crix upset made her stand up suddenly, storming out of the commons before anyone could say anything. But she was shaking at it. At the Jedi using him like some word puppet. Did Max know about this? Did Crix' master? If so, that...

Packing and running off with Crix had always been the plan, but now that she was on the planet, surrounded by Jedi... She felt the urge to turn right back around and nope back to Corellia. There, she had a job. She had a place. She had a small existence, but it was hers. But he gave her those...

Time had a way of changing priorities. Nobody wanted to wait for Crix. And honestly, after the last message, she started to lose faith as well. There was a brief jaunt to Nar Shaddaa helping the cutie they met on Coru, but it ended poorly and she wanted more work. And with the Sith presence...

Willa was many things, but a survivor was swift becoming one of 'em. Gaining cred for the gang proved tough at first, but now she had some to splurge and plenty of cool people she was kinda chill with. She still had yet for the group to swing to the Jedi planet or whatev, but a girl needed...

-Theme- This place was literally the pits, wasn't it? I mean, she wasn't stupid or anythin'; she'd heard the news, somethin' about some zombs showing up and taking down the lower levels. But she also heard there were many ways to turn a quick cred around here, and since the rest of the party...