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Seri drops to her knees, balancing her deck on her folded thighs as she busies herself slicing systems and countering safeguards. With her teeth gritted, she goes for the power first, intending to plunge the cantina into darkness. She remembers the terminal at the far end of the bar, and sets...

Seri lets out a sharp gasp of relief as the doors close in front of her, her mind reeling. She can’t leave Kaangor alone with that many guns pointed at him. It wouldn’t be right and besides, she needs his help. She’ll be back to square one if he catches a blaster bolt to the face. But she...

Seri stifles a yelp of dismay as she finds herself right in the middle of an armed stand-off. She freezes up for a moment, eyes wide, stuck between the urge to draw her own weapons, or hoist her arms into the air. Grappling with her wits, she opts for a compromise, meeting the Zabrak’s angry...

Seri let’s out a low exhale, feeling an ebbing away of the mix of excitement and tension that she’s been carrying with her on her little jaunt. for what was supposed to be a small, focused shopping session, things have been a little more frenetic. But given the way things usually seem to go for...

The sensation is overpowering, and instant, and Seri groans audibly as her eyes rove over the array of cheap and cheerful food; her nostrils flare as she inhales the scents. She wanders closer to the stands, taking in the sensations, torturing herself with the aromas and sounds of sizzling...

Seri smirks, leaving the Bothan behind with a confident sway in her hips. She sets off in the direction of the cantina, but takes her time passing back through the market, keeping her eyes out for any other interesting finds or areas. She feels a lot safer with her new weapons, so she chances a...

It’ll have to do. In all likelihood, Seri doesn’t expect she’ll be needing to slice into state of the art systems. If she does, something will have gone seriously wrong. “That’s everything.” She replies primly, “Pleasure doing business with you.” She slides her new gear over and slips it...

Seri casts her eyes over the box, turning it over with her fingertips. Outdated and possibly a little worn from usage, but she is shopping in a junk store after all. It’ll do. “Perfect. I’ll take it.” She narrows her eyes as a thought occurs to her. “It does work, right?”

579. Defiled at Deathknell Keep A classic swords and sorcery dungeon crawl for a warrioress bold and true. Strong influences from Conan the Barbarian, Frank Frazetta etc, as our heroine enters the foreboding, skull-facade’d Deathknell Keep, infamous for being the prison of many a fair maiden or...

Another day, another maddeningly specific RP concept that will plague me and demand attention!

Seri supposes that there’s every chance the gang will eventually put two and two together, if the members she managed to intimidate are quizzed about a mysterious Zeltron. But by then, she hopes to be long gone. “They don’t know anything.” She smirks, playing up her success, “They won’t even...

Seri peeks over at the box, nosiness winning out as she inspects what she went off after. She settles back after rising on her toes, a confident smile on her lips, and her arms folded. “How about a further 500 credit discount, in light of my speedy and reliable service?”

“In record time.” Seri smirks, keeping one hand on the box as she leans against the counter. She can’t deny, she’s surprised herself, but her eyes gleam as she see’s an opportunity to push her luck. “So I’m thinking, since I fixed your little problem so quickly, I deserve a further discount...

With a renewed sense of boldness, Seri makes her way back to the Bothan’s warehouse. She keeps her eyes peeled for any unwelcome attention - or anyone following her, but can’t resist something of a spring in her step as she moves quickly through the station. Arriving back where she began, she...

Seri does her best to suppress a gasp as she successfully slips past the coiled lovers. She shivers, overcome with an urgent ripple as her body tries to force her to sprint to freedom. But she keeps her cool, steadily retracing her steps, keeping to the shadows with her prize tucked under one arm.

Clutching the box, Seri pads her way back toward the door, her back to the wall. She nearly yelps in surprise at the Pantoran’s sudden cry of bliss, wincing at the sound and its urgency. Her desire flares inside her, urging her to stay and watch, but she forces herself to take one spy step...

Seri blinks, startled at the sight, a ripple of arousal gathering in her gut. She bites her lip, suppressing any treacherous sounds. This is not what she’s here for, and as lovely as the show is, she needs to stay focused. She holds her breath, inching along the wall, her back flush to it, and...

Seri approaches the door carefully, her new rifle slung and her pistol pocketed. With a short, quick breath, she steps through the doorway, with no better plan than a quick confrontation. She takes in as much as she can of the room beyond, sizing up the surroundings, and the occupant - or...

I’d definitely be interested! Love the setting!