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OOC Note: Sorry, @Mr. Teatime . This is not much of a post, but I don't have the will or the muse for Zoella to even write a proper death scene for her... forgive me lol. :) "I thought you said... this would be like taking clams from a Gungan?" Zoella muttered over her shoulder, voice hoarse...

The beach party was in full swing, or at least it sounded like it was in full swing. Somehow, Zoella had managed to remain oblivious to any Sith shenanigans going on in the background. Which wasn't unusual, at least not for the blonde teenager who, according to her parents, had always possessed...

"Marcan herb butter?" Zoella read aloud, emerald eyes glazed over in a daze. She stared at the smartpad, unblinking. An awkward moment of silence would pass between the pair of Acolytes before realization founds its place on her features. "Oh. Isn't that what Hutts stuff down their pipes?"...

Dorumma had been an experience, to say the least. All of the travel guides were accurate—resort staff did offer you service with a smile, but none of those brochures bothered to mention the thousand and one things that could kill you. Not least among them the synthetic smiles plastered across...

A Bolo-Class Corvette floated through the Outer Rim Territory—aimless, adrift in space with no plausible course. The corvette, dubbed the Heart of Darkness, was an Imperial Research Ship. An older vessel, it had been utilized for the better part of three years by technologists in the Imperial...

Until a few days ago, Zoella had never met Senin Ravelo—not officially, anyway. She had seen him in passing, at the Hallowe'en party on Serenno, where he and his master had been at the center of some drama. That carrot-top was unmistakable. Regarding the fight, Zoella was in the dark. She had no...

Now that they were alone, Zoella allowed her eyes to wander over the seaside cottage in inspection. The cottage was small, with only one room and a bathroom, but it was still larger than the dormitories back on Dromund Kaas. Hopefully Soleil would prove himself to be a better roommate than...

The boy didn't seem to mind Zoella's unannounced presence—or, at least, he didn't say that he minded, which was good, because now that Zoella was down, she didn't think she could find the strength or the will to move. Until she caught her breath, she would remain fixed here beside this stranger...

Soleil looked the part of a university tourist, with his bronze skin, floral top, and beatnik beads. No, scratch that. Sol didn't look like a tourist—he looked like a native of Dorumma, like he'd been catching the waves and lounging in the sunshine his entire life. He gave off serious beach bum...

Dromund Kaas was nothing like Korriban, where Zoella had first begun her instruction in the philosophy and tutelage of the Sith. Korriban was dry. Dusty. You could never be certain if you were kicking up actual dust or the remains of some ancient Sith Lord forgotten to time and blown away with...

Once a frozen wasteland that had drifted too far from its suns, Dorumaa was now a popular destination planet for vacationers in the Expansion Region of space. Jewel-toned oceans, tropical islands surrounded by blissful white beaches, and carefree resorts with employees that catered to your every...

"That is a problem," Zoella conceded, chewing on her lip in thought. The teenager came to an abrupt stop alongside the Champion, narrowly avoiding a collision with the four rambunctious children scampering down the street. After a moment, she added, "But solvable. They're bound to keep extra...

"Thank you," Zoella would reply, expelling her own breath as she stepped forward. With bright eyes, the teenager would lead the way, desperately trying to appear brave with her head held high. Were it not for the crimson blade she clutched, darkness would have completely engulfed her. The cavern...

Outside of the spaceport, Vaynai was deceivingly affluent. The city's main promenade stretched for miles across island mesas, the Outer Rim world's boundless oceans to one side and its towering high-rise apartments and luxury resorts on the other. Alongside the paved walkway, the city's...

Sah'ra Ryun had the ears of a Lanniks and the all-seeing eyes of an Octeroid, though Zoella would have to admit she looked nothing like the two. Despite the resentment that festered and bubbled beneath her skin and gnawed away at her emotions, there was nothing the Acolyte wanted more than to...

"Sounds complicated," Zoella chuckled, absentmindedly turning her chopsticks over in her fingers. "It must be a little disappointing, becoming a Champion but still taking orders. How long have you been with the Sith anyway?" Maybe now wasn't the best time for personal questions, but Zoella was...

"Not really," Zoella shrugged, jerking her head toward the lugjack machines that lined a distant corner of the spaceport. "Those lugjack machines are the most interesting thing here, and they're busted." Zipping her backpack closed, the Acolyte chuckled, shoving her hands into the pockets of her...

Zoella Dorran had been sitting on the same stiff, uncomfortable bench for the past half hour trying to pass the time by counting the arriving and departing travelers, but it was hardly an enthralling pastime. The Vaynai Spaceport wasn't exactly what you would call a bustling spaceport this...

The only sounds that escorted the Sith to their destination was the heavy breathing of their mount as it tore through the Onderon jungle and the calls of distant, wild animals. Neither Sah'ra Ryun nor Zoella were in want of conversation, not when resentment and disappointment lingered between...

Zoella ascended, dreading the face that would meet her at the top. Taking one final step, the Acolyte stared up at her Sith Master. A permanent knot settled in the pit of her stomach. A knot she knew all too well of late— anxiety. Worry. Dread. The teenager was truly scared. Terrified, even...