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  1. Kinley Pryse

    Public  Daylight Come and Me Wan' Go Home [Open Black Market Thread]

    You've been hit by... you've been struck by... Coruscant - Black Market They closed the upper levels at dusk. Transit advisories. Maintenance notices. Official voices using official words so the surface crowds wouldn't look down and ask questions. Down below, nobody needed an...
  2. Kinley Pryse

    Public  You Can Find Me in the Club [Open to All - Especially Criminals!]

    Coruscant - Club Halo At the heart of the entertainment district, bass thundered through the durasteel bones of the city as Club Halo pulsed with life. Neon lights bled across the crowded dance floor, painting the air in shifting blues, violets, and toxic greens. The music was loud enough to...
  3. Kinley Pryse

    Private  Trouble on Lothal

    You've been hit by... you've been struck by... Kinley Pryse doesn't fear death. She's just waiting for Death to make a better offer. Kinley Pryse didn't like being this close to Imperial territory. It made her feel… itchy. Not the kind of itch you scratched with a quick shift of your...
  4. Kinley Pryse

    Private  Almost Enough to Trust

    You've been hit by... you've been struck by... Kinley Pryse doesn't cheat fate. She shuffles it and decides when the game ends. The neon never slept on Nar Shaddaa, it only blinked, like it knew too much and dared you to notice. Kinley Pryse moved through the crowd like she owned the...
  5. Kitter Bitters

    Kinley Pryse - Volume 2 : Gunsmoke and Ghosts

  6. Kinley Pryse

    Faction  Can't Read my Poker Face [Black Sun & Ask for Invite]

    You've been hit by... you've been struck by... Kinley Pryse will pay you for your misery, or she'll sell you someone's pain Neon bled through the cracked transparisteel windows of The Broken Spire, painting the smoke-choked air in bruised purples and gutter-gold. Nar Shaddaa never slept...
  7. Kitter Bitters

    What We Don’t Tell Our Fathers

    Kinley Pryse sat sideways in the pilot's chair, boots braced against the console, the hum of the ship's systems filling the quiet like a heartbeat. The cockpit lights were low, just enough to paint everything in soft amber and shadow. She hadn't bothered to clean the blood off her knuckles yet...
  8. Kinley Pryse

    Public  Neon Moon [Open Life Day Event - Criminal Style]

    You've been hit by... you've been struck by... Kinley Pryse is making her way the only way she knows how, but that's just a little bit more than the law will allow Life Day on Nar Shaddaa didn't come with glowing orbs, family feasts, or Wookiee songs drifting through warm halls. Here...
  9. Kitter Bitters

    The Cost of Doing Business

    Flint wasn't the kind of Devaronian who raised his voice, he didn't need to. His anger radiated like heat off starship hull plating, filling the backroom of the Cantonica skyrail depot until the very air felt poisonous. Kinley Pryse would've spat a joke if she'd had enough breath to shape one...
  10. Kitter Bitters

    The Visit

    Kinley Pryse stepped into the care wing of the nursing complex on Ord Mantell, where the walls hummed with the quiet efficiency of med-droids and recycled air. The lighting was soft, but sterile. Too clean, too quiet. She hated the smell of it, antiseptic and endings. She was without her hat...
  11. Kinley Pryse

    Bad Medicine is What I Need [Open to Criminals & Associates] (Complete)

    The suns of Lujo were beginning their slow descent, draping the desert in molten gold and long, wavering shadows. The great luxury liner Aurora's Crest cut across the sands like a gleaming blade, sleek, elegant, and humming with repulsor energy as it glided along its mag-rails. Inside, Core...
  12. Kinley Pryse

    Private  She's a Super Freak

    You've been hit by... you've been struck by... Kinley Pryce once beat a Devaronian at sabacc with nothing but blank cards Mos Eisley, Late Dustfall The twin suns had already begun their slow descent, bleeding molten orange across the dunes when Kinley Pryse stepped through the...
  13. Kitter Bitters

    Kinley Pryse - Volume 1 : Credits and Consequences

  14. Kinley Pryse

    Private  I am a Material Girl

    You've been hit by... you've been struck by... Kinley Pryse, Smuggler, Con Artist, Reluctant Hero. Heavy on the First Two Location: Mid Rim Space, Aboard the Canto's Belle Tag: Rafe Laroque The stars didn't blink out here. They just hung, silent, waiting, like the universe itself was...
  15. Kinley Pryse

    First Reply  That Girl is so Dangerous

    You've been hit by... you've been struck by... She won't stab you in the back, she'll do it face-to-face and charge interest Location: Outer Rim, Cantina on Varnak Station Time: Late. The kind of late when bad decisions get made. The cantina smelled like regret, spilled spice, and cheap...
  16. Kinley Pryse

    First Reply  That Girl is Poison

    You've been hit by... you've been struck by... If I die, bury me with a tab I still haven't paid She hated Force-wrecked places. They always felt wrong, like the walls were watching, and the air had learned to hold its breath. This place was no different. Every footstep Kinley took sent...
  17. Kinley Pryse

    First Reply  She's a Good Time Cowboy Casanova

    You've been hit by... you've been struck by... "I'm not reckless. I just don't have time to be careful." Kinley Pryse was fast asleep, boots propped on the flight controls, hat tipped low over her eyes. The hum of her ship was calm, steady, that is until the alarms shrieked like a banshee...
  18. Kinley Pryse

    Private  Friends in Low Places

    You've been hit by... you've been struck by... "You shoot first, I shoot better." Nar Shaddaa. The Smuggler's Moon. Filthy, loud, and always buzzing with the scent of desperation and credits. Kinley Pryse stepped through the door of the cantina like she owned the place. Black boots dusted...
  19. Kinley Pryse

    Faction  Shake Down on Nar Shaddaa [Open to Criminals / Ask]

    You've been hit by... you've been struck by... Shake Down on Nar Shaddaa The Twilight Bazaar was a labyrinth of patched tarps and makeshift stalls, stitched together like a wound that refused to close. Merchants hawked their wares in desperation, scraping by on the reeking, rust-crusted...
  20. Kinley Pryse

    Bartender I Really Did it This Time [Bar Thread - Open to All!!]

    The lights flicker above the bar, casting a dull glow over the smoke-filled room of the Last Chance Cantina. The hum of chatter and clinking of glasses is constant, though the air is thick with tension. An old Twi'lek barkeep with a permanent scowl serves drinks like it's his personal vendetta...
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