Thank you! I'm still trying to get the feel for everything and understand where we're at and the functions of the forum, so it might take me a little bit.
Hey everyone!
I don't expect like... anyone to remember me, and that's totally cool! I may have posted a few threads back in 2015, but now I'm back and I think I'd like to take a proverbial stab at this again. I used to do Star Wars RP way back in the day! Like... Before the sequel trilogy and...
If it helps at all, I'm starting a new Jedi Order where we teach all forms of lightsaber combat, every force power ever, Starfleet Command tactics, calligraphy, quiche recipes, and how to appropriately file your taxes (single, married, or legally separated.)
We're stationed at the heart of the...
Sauce's shoulders tensed, his eyes hooded as if in an attempt to suppress the heated anger at these people's arrogance-- their own childishness. A hand squeezed his arm, leading him toward out the door; he was flanked by two members of the crew that cautiously peeked back at the bar while...
Sauce stood dumbfounded; the force-users' retorts held no ground against what he said. Everything he'd conveyed was simply met with precisely what he anticipated. These people offered nothing in response that contradicted what he said and that was the most frustrating part. One of the worst...
Under the weight of the Captain's beefy arm, Sostos was ushered toward the door with a sharp hiss of command, "Don't say anything; not a word. Let's just go." Sostos attempted to protest quietly, but the Captain simply gave him a good shove as the crew of the trading vessel fell into line with...
The Captain did not in fact sit down, but rather backed away and took a fistful of the Zabrak's shirt while taking grip of a concealed sidearm. Sauce was caught off-guard by the Captain's sudden action but he did catch his move for the weapon seated on the waistline of The Captain's pants before...
Sauce winced, his mouth pulled into a loose grimace at the question-- though this behavior was surprising because the man's question held no obvious malice or insult-- and he growled his response; "What does it matter? I don't know anything about either and I'd prefer to keep it that way if it's...
Hey! THank you for posting on my thread! I'm actually not on Coruscant, though; I'm just on a random outpost a bit away from Iridonia! I'm sorry I didn't make that clear.
A chunk of the crew turned their attention away from the scene at the bar, busying themselves with the intricacies and statistics of their ship-side jobs as so they could drum up the details necessary for their next big haul-- a haul they'd only tried once or twice before with little to no...