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Swtor OC/self insert (WIP)

Natasja

Pureblood sith

Love interest: Paxton Rall

Created from sith alchemy and science from DNA from Darth Vowrawn and Lord Scourge.

About:

Was "born" on Dromand Kass but stolen from her home by Darth Baras to try and make his rival ( Vowrawn ) break. Found by Jedi and raised to adulthood on Tython. Snuck between Tython and Korriban trained as both a Knight and Juggernaut.

Natasja would frequently be spotted at the Prancing Taun Taun Nightclub/ Brothel which was run by her friend Tempo a smaller then normal Hutt. Would frequently watch the patrons dance and drink around the place or watch them sneak off to the other level of the building for a rendezvous. The bar is where she met Paxton who managed to stop her from drinking her spiked drink another patron was hoping she would take. She would on and off tag team with the just starting out vagabond group of " not pirates". Confession was accidental over her yelling at some other Sith who had the audacity to try and use force lightning on him with a shout of " NOT MY TWILEK YOU BITCH"

Facts: Asthmatic and has a joint disorder having to wear specialized gear and armor when in combat. Rebreather she wears ( hates wearing) acts as a portable inhaler.

Role models: Vowrawn, Scourge, Malgus, Tenebrae, Satele Shan, Revan.

Taught as both a Knight and Juggernaut but was also taught by Paxton how to use blasters for whenever she may be without a saber. ( Uses a saber, duel saber or light pike. Can use vibroswords)

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Random thought writing.

" I thought Vette was red not purple" Pierce stated randomly walking back into the ship from gathering supplies on leave with the others but spotted their small sith napping on top of a purple twilek. " I am red and you need your eyes checked as that one is obviously a male" a loud stage whisper from Vette coming from the bunks. " Wake her and I will shoot you both in the leg" a yellow eye focuses on them from said male twilek. " Our Lord has apparently been friends with this vagabond since she was a young sith" Quinn stated a matter of fact refusing to address his name. " I read her files ". " His name is Paxton now Kriff off before I throw the couch at you for waking me" a growl reverberates through the lounge from the small and now awake small sith lord glaring at everyone. " My choice in friends is no one's business Quinn" grumbles while going back to a much needed nap after dealing with Quesh a second time.

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Forgot I put this customization on Quinn lol

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Morning doing a few Dynamic encounters on Tatooine and found you can use a czerka droid.

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Small writing from spontaneous thoughts.

The sun rises slowly on Tython illuminating a room bathing it in a soft morning glow. The rooms occupant sat drinking tea while chatting in high sith to someone on her private comm in her ear as she worked on her studies. " Diyis tuti Nu asarji an inasri niwohnukisia? Nu tuti ra mackihisi?" (Why am I expected to learn diplomacy? I am no diplomat?"). Ardira diyis nayir j'us tuti udrsirazi? Zo zitira iw tu'iyia manatsa siûn oi titsini na ri ratsatsa. (Child why must you be stubborn? A woman of your beauty would have it easy with the skill.) Came the frustrated tone of an older male pureblood sith on the other end of the comm in her ear.

Natasja sighs exasperated and states in basic, " Father no one is going to take the word of such a diminutive woman of our species seriously" ending the call with a frustrated but polite farewell. No one suspects the Jedi to be calling Darth Vowrawn for her lessons on diplomacy.

A shuffle of blankets is heard across the small room a purple head peaking out from the warmth of the blankets and in a sleepy accented Ryl "Eti ohk cla ila'a toe cei kumvank vilahur (It is too early for such topics darling) earning a very immature response of a gold bedazzled tongue stuck out at him. " Not my fault you partied too hard last night Paxton" snorts Natasja to the stunning twilek occupying her space.

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Orcari aka Orca. Smuggler for Natasja the giant softy adores the tiny pb sith follows her everywhere and joins her in force stasis sleep to the future. Smol sith needs her bodyguard. He can be a tiny bit feral embraces the predator that his species is. Lil brother to Bounty Hunter Kamaniro.

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