Nightshade
Planet: Eshan
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Lily Decoria
Equipment: Personal Blades
Attire: New Look!
Living on Eshan had been an adjustment to say the least. The freedom, the lack of needing to report to a superior. The lack of lengthy martial trainings. Well to be fair that hardly changed but that was because Isabsel had chosen to learn proper Echani martial techniques. It had been an eye opening experience and Isabsel had been laid out multiple times before she could her own. The native Echani seemed to have taken a liking to her, despite Isabsel only being Echani in DNA only. Of course the existence of such an cult that Isabsel used to belong to, was troubling. Granted not like the Echani Command to do much about that situation since they were apart of the Galactic Alliance, though they could inform the Jedi Order if need be. Though Isabsel disagreed on that part, personally. The Jedi had too much to deal with anyways. Plus Isabsel didn't wish for Lily to get involved in all that again.
Lily. The woman never been far from Isabsel's thoughts. Though they were similar in age, Lily had wisdom beyond her years. At least to Isabsel, but not like she was much of a judgement on that. Still, Isabsel was appreciative of Lily's seflessness and hospitality. The apartment Isabsel was staying in belonged to Lily, a cozy place and beautifully decorated home. Isabsel assumed Lily never used it as much because of her Jedi business. She kept Lily's apartment sparkling clean, even had a few guests over from time to time. The once lost cultist seemingly had found a new beginning, even began to craft a new identity for herself.
But right now, Isabsel sat on the couch, testing her cybernetic arm to ensure everything was okay. The morning glare of the sun came through the window as Isabsel sipped on some freshly made tea. On the coffee table in front of her, were a list of job openings, her calendar and her journal.
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Equipment: Personal Blades
Attire: New Look!
Living on Eshan had been an adjustment to say the least. The freedom, the lack of needing to report to a superior. The lack of lengthy martial trainings. Well to be fair that hardly changed but that was because Isabsel had chosen to learn proper Echani martial techniques. It had been an eye opening experience and Isabsel had been laid out multiple times before she could her own. The native Echani seemed to have taken a liking to her, despite Isabsel only being Echani in DNA only. Of course the existence of such an cult that Isabsel used to belong to, was troubling. Granted not like the Echani Command to do much about that situation since they were apart of the Galactic Alliance, though they could inform the Jedi Order if need be. Though Isabsel disagreed on that part, personally. The Jedi had too much to deal with anyways. Plus Isabsel didn't wish for Lily to get involved in all that again.
Lily. The woman never been far from Isabsel's thoughts. Though they were similar in age, Lily had wisdom beyond her years. At least to Isabsel, but not like she was much of a judgement on that. Still, Isabsel was appreciative of Lily's seflessness and hospitality. The apartment Isabsel was staying in belonged to Lily, a cozy place and beautifully decorated home. Isabsel assumed Lily never used it as much because of her Jedi business. She kept Lily's apartment sparkling clean, even had a few guests over from time to time. The once lost cultist seemingly had found a new beginning, even began to craft a new identity for herself.
But right now, Isabsel sat on the couch, testing her cybernetic arm to ensure everything was okay. The morning glare of the sun came through the window as Isabsel sipped on some freshly made tea. On the coffee table in front of her, were a list of job openings, her calendar and her journal.