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Local Time: Sep 19 2017, 05:21 PM
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Aug 2 2017, 04:41 PM
Arriving back to Korriban, Nira landed her ship and left it. She just returned from another reunion with Cailin. Spending time with her always put the Sith's mind at ease. So now, with her little break out of the way, it was time to get back on the saddle and continue to prove her worth to the Empire and to the Sith: those who had given her this new life. Walking towards the Sith Academy, memories of a younger her started to flood in. Having no idea what was going on, even being a little scared at some aspects.
Now, Nira accepts and understands everything, wanting to deepen her bond with the darkness. Lately, it's been calling out to her, but she hadn't gotten the chance to reach into the abyss. So, at the moment, the young woman made her way to the training chambers, telling around 3 Sith Acolytes to follow her. When everyone was set, she ignited her crimson lightsaber, and told each of them to come and attack her. She needed the exercise...
The Acolytes unleashed their sabers and went on the offensive, and a wave of crimson lights and sparks filled the room. Each Acolyte used a form of Djem So for heavy strikes, and Nira tucked her elbows in for use of Soresu. She held her defensive stance for an impressive time, letting the opposition tire themselves out and began making mistakes out of frustration and fatigue. That was the fight until she suddenly held her saber in a reverse-grip, and went on the attack. Shattering through their weakened defense, Nira's blade brutally and beautifully raged like wildfire, fending off her attackers, who were then laid on the floor, groaning and grunting.
“Enough...get up and leave.” Nira glared down, as the group got up, bowed, and left her. She gritted her teeth and sighed. No...that wasn't enough. Not by a long shot...
Jul 26 2017, 10:30 PM
Landing her ship on the docking bay of the planet she knew all too well, Nira left the pilot seat and awaited for the ship door to lower. It has been awhile since she's been here on Nar Shaddaa and normally, the young woman would totally leave this place behind her and continue living her life. However, there was only one time she had ever came back to this dump...and it was for her best friend, Cailin. Ever since the blue haired girl had gone and did her thing with the Exchange, and her other friend Kallus disappearing from the face of the planet, Nira continued surviving on her own, managing to somehow get in touch with Cailin after years of being separated.
And since then, the two have been meeting up when their schedules are clear enough, and they have arrived here back to their home planet. The conversations between them are fun and exciting, with Cailin always bringing something new to the table, while Nira...sort of had to lie here and there, still not comfortable being completely honest with her about her new life. Anyways, she walked down the metal ramp onto the docking bay and made her way to the Slippery Slopes Cantina.
Visiting any one of these dirty common bars would just ruin the mood of their reunion, so the two would often enjoy the hospitality of the Slippery Slopes. It was a lot cleaner and the music was something to be adored. Upon arriving, Nira walked in and took a table near the back. Letting down her black hood, she released a sigh and ran her fingers through her silky brown hair. Soon, a Twi'lek server came over and asked what the young woman wanted to drink. “A glass of juma juice...and start a tab.” Nira nodded, keeping her eyes peeled to the door for her friend to arrive
Jul 24 2017, 08:32 PM
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<b><font color="ffffff">FORCE RANK 4</font></b>
<br><b><font color="ffffff">LIGHTSABER.</font></b> Nira's saber of choice is a heavy-duty model, with a solid hilt and an emitter shroud. The hilt is covered with an interwoven fabric wrapping that acted as the grip of the lightsaber. It saw frequent use, as the metal casing was heavily scratched and pitted. When ignited, her blade shone a deep crimson red.
<br><b><font color="ffffff">MASTERED LIGHTSABER FORMS.</font></b> Form V: Shien / Form III: Soresu
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<b><font color="ffffff">PRACTITIONER AGILITY.</font></b> She was always a quick one growing up, ducking and dodging would-be attackers through the dark streets of Nar Shaadaa. This has allowed her to not only get more agile and lithe with her training, but can incorporate it into her sword play.
<b><font color="ffffff">PRACTITIONER PERCEPTION.</font></b> Nira has always had sharp eyes while growing up, able to pick up fine details more than other folks. It only got better when she learned about the Force, which gave her more clarity to her vision when using it. With her new life, she knows that she'll need more practice with her perception.
<b><font color="ffffff">ADEPT MELEE EXPERTISE.</font></b> Back on the streets of Nar Shaadaa, Nira was more comfortable with a stick or pipe in her hand to defend herself against thugs. So, when her Sith training began, her sights went straight to the lightsaber. Her gracefulness and precision with the weapon is great for someone of her stature. She also has a good handling on other melee weapons as well.
<b><font color="ffffff">NOVICE RANGED EXPERTISE.</font></b> She has basic training in ranged combat, due to her life before joining the Empire. However, a blaster won't be seen on her person for a very long time, so no improvement on the skill will be needed.
<b><font color="ffffff">NOVICE UNARMED EXPERTISE.</font></b> With the many close calls she's had growing up, Nira does have basic knowledge of hand-to-hand combat. She's no expert or anything, but knows where to strike quickly enough for a possible get-away.
<b><font color="ffffff">ADEPT FORCE CONTROL.</font></b> Upon her training with the Empire, her connection with the Force was shown to be an impressive one, one that'll surely flourish into something great once more proper training is given. Her studies and usage of the Force are commendable, and will go nowhere but up.
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<br><b><font color="ffffff">Silver Locket</font></b>
<br>A locket that holds a picture of Nira, Cailin, and their other friend.
<br><b><font color="ffffff">Sith Apprentice Outfit</font></b>
<br>An outfit given to her during her training with the Empire. It looks like the normal wear of a Jedi, but the coloring is different, replacing the traditional tan and brown with black and grey. Nira used numerous homemade variants of her basic outfit and had repaired her original many times over her years as a Sith apprentice. She covers it with a black cloak.
<br>A hidden customized vibrodagger used for quick cuts and stabs, in case Nira finds herself unarmed.
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FEATS & FORCE,
<br><b><font color="ffffff">FORCE TECHNIQUES</font></b>
<br><b><font color="ffffff">DUN MOCH</font></b>
<br>A form of combat that used distraction and doubt, usually through taunting, in conjunction with lightsaber combat. The Sith aimed to completely dominate an opponent's spirit through whatever means possible by employing their own lightsaber combat doctrine. Dun Möch commonly involved spoken taunts, jeers, and jests that exposed the opponent's hidden, inner weaknesses or doubts, which had the end result of eroding the opponent's will. Mental attacks would also be utilized during combat in order to strip one's concentration with the Force, making an opponent less precise and effective.
<br>A force power that allows Nira to manipulate and generate fire by rubbing and heating up air molecules together.
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<div class="bansx">5'7" / 120 lbs</div>
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Childhood? Tch, what childhood?
Nira grew up on the criminal planet of Nar Shaddaa, being the only child of a loving couple. Well, loving enough, for the only reason her father was never around was because he left the crime game in a body bag after a deal went wrong. Since then, her mother was a dancer and did what she could with the earnings she made nightly. However, being raised on a dirt hole of a planet like this, Nira quickly learned that one had to learn how to fend for themselves and learn quick. Otherwise, the folk here are going to chew you up and spit you out.
Around the age of eight, the girl began to learn the art of stealing via pickpocketing, in order to gain more credits for her and her mother. Her idea was to earn enough credits for them to finally up and leave this planet and go live somewhere safe and better for them. One day, Nira ran into an altercation between another young girl, another person, and a pissed off Rodian, and since then, the three of them had teamed up and became great friends: something Nira never thought she would make here on Nar Shaddaa.
When they got older, there was another altercation and Nira was at the end of a vibrodagger. However, he had gotten knocked over by what seemed to be nothing. They escaped, but the girl wondered what had happened on that day. Having no clue on the subject, she did her own looking into the matter and it lead her to the tales of the Jedi and Sith, along with something called...the Force? Did one of them save her and her friends that day?
Putting the nonsense behind her, she eventually joined a Hutt group, deciding to stay in her line for a while longer. Her friend had went on to the Exchange, while her other friend's whereabouts were unknown. Nira was getting ready for a quick mission, which consisted of picking up a package for the Hutt she was working for. Approaching the meeting area, she heard some commotion happening around the corner. Taking a peak, she saw a tall figure dressed in black lifting his hand up, causing what seemed to be her partner being lifted into the air, clutching at his neck. What was going on?
Nira revealed herself, and told the person to let her partner go, lifting up her hand in defiance. At that moment, the alien was let go and quickly retreated behind the teenage girl. The tall figure turned his golden gaze at her and pondered something. Throwing a silver container to the alien, he told him to tell the Hutt that the exchange is complete, but he would also be taking a consolation prize for the rudeness he was given. He then motioned for Nira to approach him. “A girl with such potential need not to waste it on a dirt ball like this. Come...the Empire has good use for you.”
From street rat to something completely new and powerful, Nira had taken her first steps to a new life. She kept tabs on Nar Shaddaa, even meeting up with one of her best friends from time to time. However, Nira hadn't really told them what she had been up to all these years, leaving it to just “goon work for some Hutt family”. Maybe one day, she'll be honest and hopefully, Cailin will understand...
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