Articles by Cybelle Sal-Soren

fa-play fa-pause Looking for a place of their own had temporarily fallen to the wayside. It wasn’t that Cybelle desired it any less but revealing her fate on Exegol made her feel strange. Unburdened. Lighter. But no less concerned about the truth of it or the possible ramifications. So, she...

fa-play fa-pause She hunched over the desk and scribbled very intently about something that looked VERY scientific. There was a glow board and a bunch of research holos strewn all over. It was unusual for her to have such a mess but there was something very important she needed to figure...

fa-play fa-pause “Catch!”, she tossed the small creature in her arms at Brandyn, mystified, when it turned into a fluffy ball and giggled at being thrown. They were on a mission to help bring modern conveniences and perhaps a little law to the otherwise lawless Gorse. The toxic waste had...

fa-play fa-pause "Do you know where I put my bag? I can't find it and it has my repair kit..." Her nanotech robes were damaged. Though the hole in the center had repaired itself, the code that kept it running was all tuckered out. "I think it was," Brandyn trailed off. He seemed...