#bioticgillian

[psiamie]

where did kelly grow up?

kelly grew up on earth, in the united north american states. specifically what would have been somewhere around texas in the united states of america. her parents, though they weren't farmers by profession, raised kelly and her sister on a small farm that served more for feeding them and less as a supplemental means of income.

[psiamie]

what’s kelly’s favorite music?

how simple/weird/silly is it if i say 'dancey'?

high energy songs are very much kelly's sort of jam. if they've got the high bpms and bumping bass, she's all for it. the playlists I have for her aren't from one particular genre, but they help get me in the headspace for her more often that not so... 🤷🏾‍♀️

[stellevatum]

12. If your OC was arrested, what would the charges be?

The likeliest thing would probably the treason/sedition shit. And that's only if she did get caught.

Honestly in that situation Palps would've prefer to try and manipulate her to come back in the fold one more chance before execution. She was and effective agent of his will, and if things had remained according to his plan she'd be his shadowy left hand with the ISB under her eye/command, and Vader his direct right hand with the Inquisitorius. Two of the strongest Force User under his thumb.

And the Inquistorius may outwardly agree with him, but even as much as a threat she is once known she's still alive as a rebel, she'd be some serious competition for the Inquisitors if brought back as the Emperor's Hand. So they'd probably be petty see-you-next-Tuesdays internally and would prefer her being removed permanently.

[stellevatum]

7. How far is your OC willing to go to get what they want?

I mean the only reason why she hasn't installed herself as some shadowy immortal empress is she's seen the history books. She's seen what Vitiate/Valkorion's done.

Plus she'd probably get bored in a few months and chase her next new stimulation.

[stellevatum]

1. Excluding murder, what is the worst thing your OC has ever done?

Depending on who you ask? Sedition, treason, acts of terrorism (physically and digital), embezzlement, espionage (both political and corporate), and much more!

[stellevatum]

for the drabble meme: the keyword is “omega”

Nar Shaddaa, Sometime After 14 BBY

Nar Shaddaa changed very little little since her last time to the Smuggler’s Moon. Even with the Imps breathing down everyone’s neck, at least the Hutts made it a minor inconvenience-- if you paid enough. Credits? Kar Alor’ade had fair amount to spend-- just don’t eve ask how or where she came by it. Not that’d one could expect a straight, or even true answer. Besides plausible deniability was the name of the game.

Hood drawn up, no sense in being recognized, and thank the Force hoods were still in fashion. Her time here would be brief enough. Off to another world (or another galaxy in some cases), safe and out of the Inquisitorius’ grasp. A glance at the chrono told it was nearing the promised time-- if they missed the window that was on them. Kar watched people come and go; drunks, gamblers, young people out for some fun, droids going about their business.

No Mirialan with children. Yet. Nothing in the Force seemed to focus on her with the sort of intent expected from a contact-- or foe even. The emotions of a planet ebbed and flowed around her, and she was like a stone-- causing it to divert and eddy.

She was getting ready to leave when the contact arrived-- a young adult, no older than her, though she reckoned more on the younger scale. The sort that might have just about finished their training when everything went to osik. She sensed them before they even shown themselves.

“You mask yourself well.” They greeted her softly.

“It’s an old habit.” She remarked plainly, casually.

“Good thing to have nowadays.”

Kar noted the silver and black cylinder just peeking out of their traveling cloak. This was the one she had been asked to meet.

“And the ad’ike?” Kar asked.

“Nearby, safe. Didn’t want to risk it.”

“Smart.” Kar nodded and fished out the package. “Credits, newly forged IDs compliant with current Imperial scanners, tickets off world to the next safe house.”

The Mirialan took the items like they were precious cargo.

“Oh, and the passcode is Omega.”

[stellevatum]

“Is there a reason you’ve been following me for an hour?”

"Have we been following them, Beedee?" She asked with a glance to her shoulder.

Bwoo. The droid replied in the negative. At least it wasn't intentional if they had, and it certainly wasn't an hour. Or maybe it was, depending on the popular common pedways.

"No, we haven't. At least not on purpose..."

[stellevatum]

a + lies

[Meme]

Lies? Me? I'm the perfect paragon of honesty and truth. I promise.