Really edgy
[SIZE=11pt]Cular[/SIZE]ian.
[SIZE=11pt]It had taken little time for Lirka to come and despise the planet, the force flowed through it to such a degree that few planets of it’s type could truly compared: she felt no mysticism from it only that pounding annoyance of the Force, the Dark Side urges that made her aggressive enough to begin with burned stronger within her when on this world, this forsaken rock, and that same dislike had caused her to become all the more irritable.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Then why was she hear?[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Because the Confederacy asked it, aggressive elements that had become a nuisance for nearby CIS space had been found out on the world: and what was to become of them? Lirka was going to take her forces, march onto the planet, and utterly obliterate them. It was simple, it was brutal, it was perfect for the heavily armored Sephi.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]This was not to say the natives had been testy to her mission, and they quickly had been educated too not to stand in her way, more importantly one had spread the message: a native Tarasin Lirka heaved up from the ground by his robes, pulling him face to face with her cold, hard, and blank helm.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]“Let me make something clear, I need not but a word to burn everything I see to cinder and rubble. Now, scurry away: or you too shall be considered a threat.”[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]The words were practically snarled out, and with that she practically tossed the man to the ground: the lizard scurrying away to tell the other of his gaggle what would happen if they crossed the armored woman.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]After sending out scouts, Lirka stood looking outwards to the assembled force of droids. A relatively pitiful thing, but it was a show of force as much as anything: it was a neutral little rock, and this would be more than enough to bring them into compliance and prevent anymore dissidents from popping up and thinking it wise to assault the borders of Confederate space[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Turning on her heels Marshal Lirka headed back to the main organization for the coming “attack”, more or less coordinating the attack without ruining perception too much: and maybe limiting anyone else getting crushed in it. Not that Ka cared. Of course, whatever other banter would ensue was a fine enough purpose for it as well. For Lirka hadn’t been the only of the Confederacy’s agents sent to smash the upstarts, looking out to the other organics the Sephi popped her helmet off with a hiss, a wide grin across it.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]“Think I scared that lizard real good.”[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]She hid her anger at this place well.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]It had taken little time for Lirka to come and despise the planet, the force flowed through it to such a degree that few planets of it’s type could truly compared: she felt no mysticism from it only that pounding annoyance of the Force, the Dark Side urges that made her aggressive enough to begin with burned stronger within her when on this world, this forsaken rock, and that same dislike had caused her to become all the more irritable.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Then why was she hear?[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Because the Confederacy asked it, aggressive elements that had become a nuisance for nearby CIS space had been found out on the world: and what was to become of them? Lirka was going to take her forces, march onto the planet, and utterly obliterate them. It was simple, it was brutal, it was perfect for the heavily armored Sephi.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]This was not to say the natives had been testy to her mission, and they quickly had been educated too not to stand in her way, more importantly one had spread the message: a native Tarasin Lirka heaved up from the ground by his robes, pulling him face to face with her cold, hard, and blank helm.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]“Let me make something clear, I need not but a word to burn everything I see to cinder and rubble. Now, scurry away: or you too shall be considered a threat.”[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]The words were practically snarled out, and with that she practically tossed the man to the ground: the lizard scurrying away to tell the other of his gaggle what would happen if they crossed the armored woman.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]After sending out scouts, Lirka stood looking outwards to the assembled force of droids. A relatively pitiful thing, but it was a show of force as much as anything: it was a neutral little rock, and this would be more than enough to bring them into compliance and prevent anymore dissidents from popping up and thinking it wise to assault the borders of Confederate space[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Turning on her heels Marshal Lirka headed back to the main organization for the coming “attack”, more or less coordinating the attack without ruining perception too much: and maybe limiting anyone else getting crushed in it. Not that Ka cared. Of course, whatever other banter would ensue was a fine enough purpose for it as well. For Lirka hadn’t been the only of the Confederacy’s agents sent to smash the upstarts, looking out to the other organics the Sephi popped her helmet off with a hiss, a wide grin across it.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]“Think I scared that lizard real good.”[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]She hid her anger at this place well.[/SIZE]
