Shakiah Tachi
Jedi Master
Basics
Name: Kareena Atlas (Ker-ee-na) (At-less)
Race: Human
Age: 26
Sex: Female
Height: 5’8
Weight: 145lbs
Birth place: Nar Shaddaa
Rank: Jedi Knight (Guardian)
Her dark clothing is very similar to a Padawan's clothing. Lower cut below the neck and with cloth tied around her arms all the way down to her hands. A "mini" cloak with flowing arm pieces, makes this outfit different than the average. (The dark colors are of her mother's, who was a bounty hunter.) The cloak is made of silks of deep blues. Her tight pants are mostly concealed with the bottom piece of her top tunic. Her dark boots made of the toughest hide, with a beautiful shine. Her pale and flawless skin is in contrast to her Dark raven hair that holds a sheen. Her eyes, the color of cooled steel, always cautious and on guard.
Personality:
Kareena is always ready for action. Her meek personality makes her passionate yet strong.
Because of events after Order 66, and her Master's Tragic death due to 66, she has learned to shut everyone out and fend for herself; knowing it's better for them and herself, thinking relationships were better not part of her life. Trust is something that is hard to come by in Kareena’s eyes. Once you have gained her trust, it is something worth keeping. She is loyal and will help anyone out of a tight spot if he/she has deemed worthy. Despite all of this, Kareena is very brave and a bit reckless. When it comes down to it and someone has earned her trust, she will protect them with her life. Taking the pain or the blaster wound for them.
Kareena also has a short fuse. If something happens, she can loose it and become very unpredictable. When this happens most smart patrons leave the room. She is brash, harsh and most times should really keep her mouth shut. Her sarcastic attitude tends to rub most the wrong way. She is also known as “The Fox” due to the coyness she uses to help her get through something. Either a mission or to save her own hide, Kareena can sweet talk herself out of most problems.
Kareena has a love for poetry. She realizes that in a world full of pain and death; beauty can be found within poems and other written adventure stories. Despite her harsh core, She has a soft spot, looking for someone she can trust in this lonely journey. She also has a large
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Lightsaber: Single
Color: Pale Blue
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Stats:
- Telekinetic: 4/10
- Telepathic: 4/10
- Sense: 6/10
- Protection: 5/10
- Healing: 7/10
- Destruction: 5/10
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- Physical Strength: 6
- Intelligence: 6
- Speed: 7
- Leadership:4
Lightsaber Forms:
- Form I: Shii - Cho: Mastered
- Form II: Makashi: Proficient
- Form III: Soresu: -
- Form IV: Ataru: Mastered
- Form V: Shien / Djem So: Basic
- Form VI: Niman: -
- Form VII: Juyo / Vaapad: -
Skills:
Force:
- Force Heal
- Levitation
- Force Conceal
- Dark Transfer
- Kareena can hurl force bolts at her attackers. Not the traditional Sith lighting ones. These are pure white in color and come in the shape of a sphere. It comes to good use when a Lightsaber doesn't do the job. Its good for stunning her enemy. When angry, these balls of lighting can become massive in size, killing anyone in it's path.
One night, Nadina never came home. Kareena sat in the corner of the house waiting for her to return. It was almost dawn when she decided to go look for her. She knew her mother spent a lot of time at the Cantina. Her little hands pushed open the door as she walked into the empty smoke hazed bar. She had been in here before, but knew it was smart to stay away. They always called her the little raven because of her black hair. The bar server was there, and saw her when she walked in. He looked away, not
looking her in the eyes. One of the servers walked over to her, and kneeled down to her level. Putting her hand gently on Kareena’s silky black hair, she looked her in the eye.
“You looking for your momma, sweetie?” Kareena nodded to the sweet lady. Maybe she knew where she was.
“Honey, your momma isn’t coming home. She – She was killed last night. A huge riot broke out and your momma had been drinking.. And –“
“NO!” Kareena cut her off… “NO NO NO NO NO!!!!!!”
She wailed. Then it happened… Something, out of nowhere, she shot a tiny bolt of lighting from her hands…. Her steel grey eyes narrowed as the waitress stood up and back away..
“I want my momma, NOW!!!!!”
She screamed and unleashed a bout of lightning balls at the bar attendant, Shattering glasses and causing kegs to explode. She ran out crying, not caring where she was going. She ran down to the docks, sobbing. She fell to the ground, skinning her knees and tiny hands.
“So young.. and so tragic…” She looked up to stare at the cloaked figure. It was midday but it was hard to see her face. She felt the hands wrap around her gently as she was picked up. Still crying some, she buried her face into the cloak.
“I-I want my mommy..” She tried to push away from the arms around her.
“Shhh don’t cry now…”
The Jedi had been getting ready to leave back to Courcaunt. She was here to check on some shifty things going on on Nar Shaddaa. She could feel this little one was strong in the Force. Kareena felt a pick in her arm and cried out.
-Youngling
She was carried aboard the ship where she slowly fell into a deep sleep. When she awoken she was on a cot, in a small room. Her clothes were itchy. She tried to yank them off, but she was a bit too weak to do so. The cloaked figure walked in, pulling his hood down to reveal a older man of 38. His soft brown eyes and dark hair were in contrast with his lighter skin. His lips were in a slight smile as she sat next to the young girl. Kareena inched away from the Master as he sat down.
“Do not worry, young one. I am Master Menka Tarloona. I will help you and train you to become a powerful asset to the Jedi order. You are here Kareena, because you are strong with the Force. This means you are not like other people. You have a gift, and I am here to help you use it for good…”
The next few months and years were spent working on Kareena’s skills. She soon learned how to combat, the history of the galaxy and good mediation skills. But that dark past never left her… Many of the other Younglings invited her to do things with them. But Kareena preferred to be on her own. She had a perfect hiding spot in one of the upper balconies. It let her see a beautiful view of all of Coruscant. She went there when she felt sad
or even just to meditate.
One day, she saw a youngling with short-cropped hair being pushed around. They were calling her names and ganging up on her. Kareena pushed through the crowd and started to punch the other boys in the faces. She hated seeing someone get picked on. She grabbed the younglings hand and rand down the hallway. Once in a quiet room, she lightly shoved the little youngling up against the wall.
“What were you thinking?! Are you stupid? Those older Younglings would have beat the pulp out of you!” The little Padawan started to cry. Kareena kept her hands on her hips, grey eyes narrowed slightly.
“Look, I’m sorry, okay? I sometimes forget not everyone can fend for themselves..” She sighed and went over to the younger Padawan..
“My name is Kareena, what’s yours?” The little one looked up at her, green eyes wide.
“My name is Aleshiah Trena” she said.
“Well Aleshiah, if you stick with me, you will
be just fine…”
-Padawan
Now at the age of 11, Kareena had shown excellent skills and improvement throughout her 3 years as a Youngling. Master Tarloona took her under her wing as her Padawan. Since being at the temple, her anger had been lessened. This was due to all the distractions and hard works that she had put into her studies and combat. Aleshiah was still a Youngling, but her and Kareena did everything together.
Kareena and Master Tarloona were sent on a mission to Neimoidia. Aleshiah had been devastated when she learned that Kareena was leaving. Little did anyone know, the Youngling snuck aboard the shuttle and then unto the ship. Once in the hot sands of Neimoida, a battle had ensued. As she dodged, parried and attacked the enemy, Kareena felt a tiny spark of the Force behind her. She saw Aleshiah! What was that little Younging doing here?
“Get back on that Ship, Aleshiah!!” She screamed, but it was hardly heard over the whirl of the lightsabers.
Her master told her to stand down; that what happened to Aleshiah would be within the Force. But it was too late. Aleshiah had been shot down. Anger filled Kareena, and she hurled massive balls of electricity at the attackers, killing them instantly. The pain from her fingertips were nothing to what she was feeling inside. She ran over to the body, and pulled its lifeless corpse up against her. She cried as her Master came up behind her.
“We must let go all that we love..”
Kareena looked up at her, big grey eyes filled with tears. She vowed from that day on, trusting wouldn’t come so easy. If people were going to let her down, fail her and cause her pain, then they weren’t welcomed within her life. She only would leave room for the people who were strong enough. Just like her. After everything had been taken care of, Kareena and her Master returned to the temple. Defeated, she spent most of her time studying and learning combat. The pain of loosing her only friend was hard to let go of. But over time, it faded like an un-remembered dream.
-Knight
As her knighthood came around, she passed all her trials with ease. Kareena had spend her time in devout studies which made it easy for her to pass. She wasn’t the best, of course, but because of her strong personality, it made her even more strong than most. Her humble nature helped with her trials as she didn’t become haughty or over confidant. As a Padawan, she had been on many missions. But none hurt her more than her first on Neimoida. That day poisoned her heart and made it hard for her to be close to anyone.
She may not have been ready mentally and emotionally, but the Council was looking for knights as soon as they could have them. The Clone Wars was taking it’s toll on the Jedi. She was now a beautiful young woman, her long, raven hair still has shiny and soft as when she was younger. Sometimes, you would see colorful beads hanging from the hair, in great contrast to the ebony color. Her beautiful steel grey eyes always looked like they were ready for action, and her round lips, always holding a smile despite her pain.
Through out her Padawan years, she researched her skill of lighting.She never found any other Jedi who could do such a thing. She was worried that this would cause issues, so she tried to suppress it. Most of the others were scared of her temper. In combat, she was so focused she moved like a flowing river,hard to keep up. The Clone wars was coming to an end. She was sent to the Planet Mandalore. As far as they were concerned, it had been untouched by the war. Considering this would be Kareena's first real mission on her own, her Master still followed just in case. They sent her there to check everything out and make sure everything was in place and secure. Mandalore was a lush, green planet. As far as she could tell, it was peaceful. A group of Clones had followed her to make sure everything was in Order. The something happened. Something that would change Kareena forever. The Clones shot at them. At first Kareena thought it was a mistake, but no. Her Master threw her down a small embankment. Before letting go of her hand, he gave her a soft sad smile.
" Promise me you will stay true to yourself, Kareena... You are strong, bold and a great warrior. Protect, save and live." With that, he was shot in the back and Kareena let out a "NOOO!" As she fell down into the embankment and hiding behind a fallen tree.
After all was done with, She found her master brutally shot through and through. Hardly recognizable, she left him there in tears, taking his lightsaber with her. Kareena ended up traveling around for a year or so before being taken by a Dark Jedi. Forced to do hanious things, Kareena learned of dark transfer as a skill along with enhancing her Force Lighting.
With dark transfer, the Dark Jedi would force her to practice on almost dead and mutilated Jedi until she perfected her powers. She had fallen close to the Darkside after her first Jedi companion and love, Jesh Tattani died to save her. Forced to fight him to the death, Jesh died to save her. Training in the dark ways, Kareena eventually realized what was happening to her and fled for her life.
Keeping her promise to her Master, Kareena hid and kept a low profile, skipping around planet to planet enjoying Cantinas. She took up small, personal protection missions for credits but all in all, she never had a single companion. Even 3 years after Order 66, Kareena's temper flares and believes that there is no way for her to ever have a relationship with anyone. Lonely most times, she longed for at least someone to see past her hardened core and look within.
Name: Kareena Atlas (Ker-ee-na) (At-less)
Race: Human
Age: 26
Sex: Female
Height: 5’8
Weight: 145lbs
Birth place: Nar Shaddaa
Rank: Jedi Knight (Guardian)
Appearance:
Her dark clothing is very similar to a Padawan's clothing. Lower cut below the neck and with cloth tied around her arms all the way down to her hands. A "mini" cloak with flowing arm pieces, makes this outfit different than the average. (The dark colors are of her mother's, who was a bounty hunter.) The cloak is made of silks of deep blues. Her tight pants are mostly concealed with the bottom piece of her top tunic. Her dark boots made of the toughest hide, with a beautiful shine. Her pale and flawless skin is in contrast to her Dark raven hair that holds a sheen. Her eyes, the color of cooled steel, always cautious and on guard.
Personality:
Kareena is always ready for action. Her meek personality makes her passionate yet strong.
Because of events after Order 66, and her Master's Tragic death due to 66, she has learned to shut everyone out and fend for herself; knowing it's better for them and herself, thinking relationships were better not part of her life. Trust is something that is hard to come by in Kareena’s eyes. Once you have gained her trust, it is something worth keeping. She is loyal and will help anyone out of a tight spot if he/she has deemed worthy. Despite all of this, Kareena is very brave and a bit reckless. When it comes down to it and someone has earned her trust, she will protect them with her life. Taking the pain or the blaster wound for them.
Kareena also has a short fuse. If something happens, she can loose it and become very unpredictable. When this happens most smart patrons leave the room. She is brash, harsh and most times should really keep her mouth shut. Her sarcastic attitude tends to rub most the wrong way. She is also known as “The Fox” due to the coyness she uses to help her get through something. Either a mission or to save her own hide, Kareena can sweet talk herself out of most problems.
Kareena has a love for poetry. She realizes that in a world full of pain and death; beauty can be found within poems and other written adventure stories. Despite her harsh core, She has a soft spot, looking for someone she can trust in this lonely journey. She also has a large
curiosity for the Galaxy and wishing a life of adventure and unknown now that she was outside of the Jedi Order. Hoping someday to help rebuild it, for now she seeks adventures and meet new people.
For a young and fit woman, Kareena can hold alcohol very well for someone of her size. Taking up drinking at local Cantinas after 66, most times she can be found in a corner or sitting at the bar avoiding everyone she possibly can.-----
Lightsaber: Single
Color: Pale Blue
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Stats:
- Telekinetic: 4/10
- Telepathic: 4/10
- Sense: 6/10
- Protection: 5/10
- Healing: 7/10
- Destruction: 5/10
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- Physical Strength: 6
- Intelligence: 6
- Speed: 7
- Leadership:4
Lightsaber Forms:
- Form I: Shii - Cho: Mastered
- Form II: Makashi: Proficient
- Form III: Soresu: -
- Form IV: Ataru: Mastered
- Form V: Shien / Djem So: Basic
- Form VI: Niman: -
- Form VII: Juyo / Vaapad: -
Skills:
Force:
- Force Heal
- Levitation
- Force Conceal
- Dark Transfer
- Kareena can hurl force bolts at her attackers. Not the traditional Sith lighting ones. These are pure white in color and come in the shape of a sphere. It comes to good use when a Lightsaber doesn't do the job. Its good for stunning her enemy. When angry, these balls of lighting can become massive in size, killing anyone in it's path.
Background:
-Birth
Kareena never grew up in a lavish life style. Her mother was single and little did Kareena know, she was a bounty hunter. 4 year old Kareena would be free to wander the dirty streets of Nar Shaddaa for as long as she wanted to. Her mother was never around. Most days, she spent her time at the loading dock, wondering what it was like out there in the galaxy. Sooner than not, someone would come along and chase her away. Her ebony hair swung in the dusty wind, as she would hurry home. Most times, her mother,Nadina Atlas would come home drunk. She would pull little Kareena out of her bed and make her fix dinner. It didn’t matter what time it was either. If things weren’t done properly, she’d get a good beaten and then sent to bed
crying from her throbbing backside. Most times her mother would be so drunk sometimes she’d give her face a good beating as well. -Birth
Kareena never grew up in a lavish life style. Her mother was single and little did Kareena know, she was a bounty hunter. 4 year old Kareena would be free to wander the dirty streets of Nar Shaddaa for as long as she wanted to. Her mother was never around. Most days, she spent her time at the loading dock, wondering what it was like out there in the galaxy. Sooner than not, someone would come along and chase her away. Her ebony hair swung in the dusty wind, as she would hurry home. Most times, her mother,
One night, Nadina never came home. Kareena sat in the corner of the house waiting for her to return. It was almost dawn when she decided to go look for her. She knew her mother spent a lot of time at the Cantina. Her little hands pushed open the door as she walked into the empty smoke hazed bar. She had been in here before, but knew it was smart to stay away. They always called her the little raven because of her black hair. The bar server was there, and saw her when she walked in. He looked away, not
looking her in the eyes. One of the servers walked over to her, and kneeled down to her level. Putting her hand gently on Kareena’s silky black hair, she looked her in the eye.
“You looking for your momma, sweetie?” Kareena nodded to the sweet lady. Maybe she knew where she was.
“Honey, your momma isn’t coming home. She – She was killed last night. A huge riot broke out and your momma had been drinking.. And –“
“NO!” Kareena cut her off… “NO NO NO NO NO!!!!!!”
She wailed. Then it happened… Something, out of nowhere, she shot a tiny bolt of lighting from her hands…. Her steel grey eyes narrowed as the waitress stood up and back away..
“I want my momma, NOW!!!!!”
She screamed and unleashed a bout of lightning balls at the bar attendant, Shattering glasses and causing kegs to explode. She ran out crying, not caring where she was going. She ran down to the docks, sobbing. She fell to the ground, skinning her knees and tiny hands.
“So young.. and so tragic…” She looked up to stare at the cloaked figure. It was midday but it was hard to see her face. She felt the hands wrap around her gently as she was picked up. Still crying some, she buried her face into the cloak.
“I-I want my mommy..” She tried to push away from the arms around her.
“Shhh don’t cry now…”
The Jedi had been getting ready to leave back to Courcaunt. She was here to check on some shifty things going on on Nar Shaddaa. She could feel this little one was strong in the Force. Kareena felt a pick in her arm and cried out.
-Youngling
She was carried aboard the ship where she slowly fell into a deep sleep. When she awoken she was on a cot, in a small room. Her clothes were itchy. She tried to yank them off, but she was a bit too weak to do so. The cloaked figure walked in, pulling his hood down to reveal a older man of 38. His soft brown eyes and dark hair were in contrast with his lighter skin. His lips were in a slight smile as she sat next to the young girl. Kareena inched away from the Master as he sat down.
“Do not worry, young one. I am Master Menka Tarloona. I will help you and train you to become a powerful asset to the Jedi order. You are here Kareena, because you are strong with the Force. This means you are not like other people. You have a gift, and I am here to help you use it for good…”
The next few months and years were spent working on Kareena’s skills. She soon learned how to combat, the history of the galaxy and good mediation skills. But that dark past never left her… Many of the other Younglings invited her to do things with them. But Kareena preferred to be on her own. She had a perfect hiding spot in one of the upper balconies. It let her see a beautiful view of all of Coruscant. She went there when she felt sad
or even just to meditate.
One day, she saw a youngling with short-cropped hair being pushed around. They were calling her names and ganging up on her. Kareena pushed through the crowd and started to punch the other boys in the faces. She hated seeing someone get picked on. She grabbed the younglings hand and rand down the hallway. Once in a quiet room, she lightly shoved the little youngling up against the wall.
“What were you thinking?! Are you stupid? Those older Younglings would have beat the pulp out of you!” The little Padawan started to cry. Kareena kept her hands on her hips, grey eyes narrowed slightly.
“Look, I’m sorry, okay? I sometimes forget not everyone can fend for themselves..” She sighed and went over to the younger Padawan..
“My name is Kareena, what’s yours?” The little one looked up at her, green eyes wide.
“My name is Aleshiah Trena” she said.
“Well Aleshiah, if you stick with me, you will
be just fine…”
-Padawan
Now at the age of 11, Kareena had shown excellent skills and improvement throughout her 3 years as a Youngling. Master Tarloona took her under her wing as her Padawan. Since being at the temple, her anger had been lessened. This was due to all the distractions and hard works that she had put into her studies and combat. Aleshiah was still a Youngling, but her and Kareena did everything together.
Kareena and Master Tarloona were sent on a mission to Neimoidia. Aleshiah had been devastated when she learned that Kareena was leaving. Little did anyone know, the Youngling snuck aboard the shuttle and then unto the ship. Once in the hot sands of Neimoida, a battle had ensued. As she dodged, parried and attacked the enemy, Kareena felt a tiny spark of the Force behind her. She saw Aleshiah! What was that little Younging doing here?
“Get back on that Ship, Aleshiah!!” She screamed, but it was hardly heard over the whirl of the lightsabers.
Her master told her to stand down; that what happened to Aleshiah would be within the Force. But it was too late. Aleshiah had been shot down. Anger filled Kareena, and she hurled massive balls of electricity at the attackers, killing them instantly. The pain from her fingertips were nothing to what she was feeling inside. She ran over to the body, and pulled its lifeless corpse up against her. She cried as her Master came up behind her.
“We must let go all that we love..”
Kareena looked up at her, big grey eyes filled with tears. She vowed from that day on, trusting wouldn’t come so easy. If people were going to let her down, fail her and cause her pain, then they weren’t welcomed within her life. She only would leave room for the people who were strong enough. Just like her. After everything had been taken care of, Kareena and her Master returned to the temple. Defeated, she spent most of her time studying and learning combat. The pain of loosing her only friend was hard to let go of. But over time, it faded like an un-remembered dream.
-Knight
As her knighthood came around, she passed all her trials with ease. Kareena had spend her time in devout studies which made it easy for her to pass. She wasn’t the best, of course, but because of her strong personality, it made her even more strong than most. Her humble nature helped with her trials as she didn’t become haughty or over confidant. As a Padawan, she had been on many missions. But none hurt her more than her first on Neimoida. That day poisoned her heart and made it hard for her to be close to anyone.
She may not have been ready mentally and emotionally, but the Council was looking for knights as soon as they could have them. The Clone Wars was taking it’s toll on the Jedi. She was now a beautiful young woman, her long, raven hair still has shiny and soft as when she was younger. Sometimes, you would see colorful beads hanging from the hair, in great contrast to the ebony color. Her beautiful steel grey eyes always looked like they were ready for action, and her round lips, always holding a smile despite her pain.
Through out her Padawan years, she researched her skill of lighting.She never found any other Jedi who could do such a thing. She was worried that this would cause issues, so she tried to suppress it. Most of the others were scared of her temper. In combat, she was so focused she moved like a flowing river,hard to keep up. The Clone wars was coming to an end. She was sent to the Planet Mandalore. As far as they were concerned, it had been untouched by the war. Considering this would be Kareena's first real mission on her own, her Master still followed just in case. They sent her there to check everything out and make sure everything was in place and secure. Mandalore was a lush, green planet. As far as she could tell, it was peaceful. A group of Clones had followed her to make sure everything was in Order. The something happened. Something that would change Kareena forever. The Clones shot at them. At first Kareena thought it was a mistake, but no. Her Master threw her down a small embankment. Before letting go of her hand, he gave her a soft sad smile.
" Promise me you will stay true to yourself, Kareena... You are strong, bold and a great warrior. Protect, save and live." With that, he was shot in the back and Kareena let out a "NOOO!" As she fell down into the embankment and hiding behind a fallen tree.
After all was done with, She found her master brutally shot through and through. Hardly recognizable, she left him there in tears, taking his lightsaber with her. Kareena ended up traveling around for a year or so before being taken by a Dark Jedi. Forced to do hanious things, Kareena learned of dark transfer as a skill along with enhancing her Force Lighting.
With dark transfer, the Dark Jedi would force her to practice on almost dead and mutilated Jedi until she perfected her powers. She had fallen close to the Darkside after her first Jedi companion and love, Jesh Tattani died to save her. Forced to fight him to the death, Jesh died to save her. Training in the dark ways, Kareena eventually realized what was happening to her and fled for her life.
Keeping her promise to her Master, Kareena hid and kept a low profile, skipping around planet to planet enjoying Cantinas. She took up small, personal protection missions for credits but all in all, she never had a single companion. Even 3 years after Order 66, Kareena's temper flares and believes that there is no way for her to ever have a relationship with anyone. Lonely most times, she longed for at least someone to see past her hardened core and look within.
RP Sample
[SIZE=14.545454025268555px]Walking into the tavern, she earned a few whistles. Sitting down at the counter, she ordered a shot of something that one should probably never drink. She didn't know what it was, but it didn't matter. It burned going down; but somehow she was okay with the pain. Brushing her long raven hair behind her back she waved her glass in the air for another. The chintzy music playing in the background was always the same thing. Kareena wondered how long it would be before Master Ti would arrive. She hated quaint towns. They were suffocating to someone who had always enjoyed danger and excitement. But for the moment, the only excitement she was going to get was in this shot glass. Waving her hand, she ordered another. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.545454025268555px]Enjoying her drinks, Kareena was less than pleased to see two bumbling, stupid soldiers make their way over to her. Both were obviously drunk and that annoyed Kareena even more than the fact that they were stupid. One came around,sitting next to her on the one side and the other off to the right. Both were getting too close for comfort. They smelled horrible between the alcohol and Kareena couldn't even begin to tell when their last shower was.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.545454025268555px]"Who the hell invited you?" [/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.545454025268555px]Kareena tried to maintain a calm manner even though these two were getting on her last nerve. People like them were lucky she was a Jedi. Only because of that, most didn't die from stupidity at her hand. They started playing with her long hair, smelling it and laughing obnoxiously. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.545454025268555px]"We like em feisty like you, pretty one.." [/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.545454025268555px]Side glaring at the one, Kareena picked up the bottle and drank it down until it was gone. If they touched her one more time they were going to get what they had coming to them. Why was it in every bar some drunken Ass had to ruin her chances of a good time? None the less, Kareena kept her cold grey eyes ahead has she downed the rest of her drink.
Kareena set the bottle down on the table with a slight thump. Keeping her hands around the base of the bottle, She felt a hand slip on her knee and slowly traveling upwards. The one with the traveling hand started giggling a drunk, stupid giggle, while the other one watched the traveling hand.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.545454025268555px]Quick as lightning, Kareena swung the bottle around to smash the leering handed solider in the face. While doing that, Kareena swung her elbow into the other, sending them flailing. While one cried out from the shattered glass in his face, the other one fumbled to gain his composure, trying to grab Kareena. How many bar fights was she going to get into? [/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.545454025268555px]As the one solider came at her, she simply did what she had done the other night; she grabbed him and using the Force, and threw him across the room, landing right on another group's table making the wooden frame splinter under the heavy man's weight.
The bloody faced solider stood up, and balled his fists and slightly hunched over. Of course he was taller and more lanky than his friend. Kareena didn't give a damn about how heavy or not he was. She picked up the table they had just been sitting at and threw it at him; sending him falling backwards with the cheap table landing on top. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.545454025268555px]"Next time you bastards want to pick a fight, pick a less beautiful woman."[/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.545454025268555px]"Who the hell invited you?" [/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.545454025268555px]Kareena tried to maintain a calm manner even though these two were getting on her last nerve. People like them were lucky she was a Jedi. Only because of that, most didn't die from stupidity at her hand. They started playing with her long hair, smelling it and laughing obnoxiously. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.545454025268555px]"We like em feisty like you, pretty one.." [/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.545454025268555px]Side glaring at the one, Kareena picked up the bottle and drank it down until it was gone. If they touched her one more time they were going to get what they had coming to them. Why was it in every bar some drunken Ass had to ruin her chances of a good time? None the less, Kareena kept her cold grey eyes ahead has she downed the rest of her drink.
Kareena set the bottle down on the table with a slight thump. Keeping her hands around the base of the bottle, She felt a hand slip on her knee and slowly traveling upwards. The one with the traveling hand started giggling a drunk, stupid giggle, while the other one watched the traveling hand.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.545454025268555px]Quick as lightning, Kareena swung the bottle around to smash the leering handed solider in the face. While doing that, Kareena swung her elbow into the other, sending them flailing. While one cried out from the shattered glass in his face, the other one fumbled to gain his composure, trying to grab Kareena. How many bar fights was she going to get into? [/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.545454025268555px]As the one solider came at her, she simply did what she had done the other night; she grabbed him and using the Force, and threw him across the room, landing right on another group's table making the wooden frame splinter under the heavy man's weight.
The bloody faced solider stood up, and balled his fists and slightly hunched over. Of course he was taller and more lanky than his friend. Kareena didn't give a damn about how heavy or not he was. She picked up the table they had just been sitting at and threw it at him; sending him falling backwards with the cheap table landing on top. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=14.545454025268555px]"Next time you bastards want to pick a fight, pick a less beautiful woman."[/SIZE]
