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CHARACTER PROFILE: Kirsi Solaan-Rayo

FULL NAME: Kirsi Mireya Solaan-Rayo AGE (As of 10 ATC): 18 GENDER: Nonbinary (They/Them) SPECIES: Human/Cyborg

CLASS: Sith Inquisitor COMBAT STYLE: Lightning Sorcerer (Through KOT** expansions), Seer Sage (Onslaught and onward)

LEGACY: Solaan-Jyoti SERVER: Star Forge

Full bio below the cut. cw for child abuse, human experimentation, slavery/human trafficking, parent death, cults, and brainwashing.

Early Life

Kirsi was born on Nar Shaddaa to Mico Solaan, an Engineering Chief at Deucalon Spaceport, and Alita Rayo Satara, a researcher working on a cure for the Rot. They spent their early childhood with their parents in a nice, upper-middle-class apartment, up until they were nearly seven years old.

Unbeknownst to the Solaan-Rayo family, Mico’s estranged brother, Tera Solaan, had accrued a massive gambling debt that he couldn’t pay off. Tera reached out to Mico, stating that he wished to reconcile, and Mico agreed to meet him, but did not return home from the meeting. The following day, armed thugs arrived at the Solaan-Rayo apartment, seizing Alita and Kirsi. Tera, unable to pay his debt, had sold his three remaining family members to get the credits he needed.

The three of them were brought to the Erolux Sentient Research Center, where they were placed in a small apartment. Various forms of psychological conditioning and drugs were used on Kirsi’s parents to manipulate their perception of the world around them, and their interactions with one another, as well as their child, were monitored as part of a twisted experiment.

Kirsi, who was still too young to fully understand what was going on, was thrown into a life of instability. One day, everything would be fine. The next, their parents would be yelling, fighting, or hurting one another or Kirsi. Then they would disappear, then be brought back, remembering nothing of what had happened before.

Kirsi spent three years in this unstable ‘household’, quickly growing to distrust their parents, unaware of what was making them behave that way. For all they knew, they had just moved to a smaller apartment, Then, one day, there was a miscalculation by the brainwashers-- Mico was made a little too aggressive, and struck Alita a little too hard. Kirsi watched their father kill their mother at the dinner table one night, turn on them, and then watched him be promptly struck down by a blaster bolt to the neck.

The ten-year-old was extracted from the apartment and, with the experiment effectively ended prematurely, and with the trauma of their parents’ deaths seared into their mind, Kirsi was deemed unsuitable as a specimen for further research.

Erolux sold Kirsi with a group of other “failed experiments,” where they were purchased by a small Imperial Laboratory that was working on a Super-Soldier Project. There, Kirsi was brutally trained in combat to use an arsenal of weapons, and underwent painful cybernetic augmentations, including the replacement of all four of their limbs. They spent eight years ‘in development’ at the laboratory. Where, with Erolux, Kirsi had had the illusion of living a normal life, here, they were treated like an object, a project-- less sentient than a droid.

Then, their Force Sensitivity was discovered when a Sith Lord overseeing the project came to inspect the subjects. The Sith, Lord Veratan, realised that Kirsi was surpassing the other subjects not only because of their augmentations, but also by using the Force. Veratan was, however, less than pleased with this-- Kirsi’s Force Sensitivity would skew the data-- and ordered that Kirsi be sent to Korriban, either to become Sith, or to die.

Sith Acolyte

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When Kirsi arrived on Korriban, they were assigned to Overseer Harkun, who took an instant dislike to them, and tried to get them killed at every possible opportunity. Though initially unenthusiastic about being forced to become Sith, Kirsi gained much more ambition simply because of the pushback from Harkun. They quickly developed a sharp tongue and haughty attitude in response. This infuriated Harkun more, which only stoked Kirsi’s own resolve. With Kory’s death and a budding rivalry with another acolyte, Ffon Althe, Kirsi was pushed to success, rather than beaten down.

Though Harkun hated them, Kirsi became the favorite of Lord Zash, their potential future master. Though distrustful of Zash, as they were of everyone, Kirsi enjoyed the respect that the Sith Lord offered them-- something nearly unheard of before now.

As a part of their final trial, Kirsi freed the Dashade, Khem Val, who begrudgingly vowed to serve them. Knowing how it feels to be seen as a tool, Kirsi felt a kinship with the Dashade, and vowed to treat Khem as a person-- hoping that eventually, Khem would warm up to them.

As the only successful Acolyte of the group, much to Harkun’s despair, Kirsi became the Apprentice of Lord Zash and left Korriban for Dromund Kaas.

Sith Apprentice

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Important Story Notes

Dromund Kaas

Completes the Revanite questline along with the class story, becomes a Revanite and does not betray them. As someone not particularly fond of the Sith Empire, they don’t mind undermining it.

As someone on a similar level to Darth Skotia in terms of cybernetics, they find the whole affair rather uncomfortable, and don’t particularly like knowing that Zash has the ability to cripple cyborgs to that degree.

Doesn’t much care about Lord Kallig’s claims of ancestry. Kirsi has long since given up caring about family.

Defends Zash from Kallig, and wants to be able to trust her, though in truth they remain wary and heed the warnings.

Balmorra

Completes the Planetary Series and Planetary Bonus Series with mostly Light Side choices. Kirsi is not particularly fond of Darth Lachris.

Frees Hiran Bessiker, not without trading a few insults though. Kirsi is not fond of Hiran, and doesn’t free him to be a good person-- they free him because they have grown a bit attached to Major Bessiker.

No stranger to being injected with strange substances, being given the Colicoid DNA Serum is uncomfortable, but not unordinary for them.

Kirsi leaves Balmorra quite fond of both Major Bessiker and Iannos Tyrek, and lets both of them live and allows Tyrek to leave the Empire.

Nar Shaddaa

Kirsi chooses to cure the Rot to gain support. During the process, they find out that the cure is the same one that their mother, Alita, had begun work on. It’s both bittersweet and traumatic, being so close to something from their early life.

They complete the second portion of the Nar Shaddaa Planetary, working with the Imperial Reclamation Service to enter Revan’s Vault. They spare the Ongree and take a piece of the Infinite Engine back to the Reclamation Service.

Kirsi kills Lord Paladius and gives the cult to Destris Veran and Rylee Dray before leaving Nar Shaddaa. They don’t have too much interest in it after their mission is complete.

They were incredibly uncomfortable with the way that Paladius managed to sever them from the Force, which is part of the reason they killed him. Otherwise, they just found his behaviour distasteful.

Kirsi then goes to Korriban at Kallig’s behest and duels Lord Khreusis for Kallig’s Countenance. They still don’t want to believe that Zash will betray them, but they are a bit concerned by Kallig’s news, so they want every advantage they can get. Khreusis is incredibly irritating, and they have no qualms killing him.

Tatooine

At first, Kirsi doesn’t get along very well with Andronikos Revel, but bonds with him while hunting the artefact and his crew. In the end, they’re very happy to have him.

Completes the Tatooine Planetary Arc. Is fond of Darth Silthar, and a little upset when he dies.

Is deeply upset by the Imprisoned One’s cybernecrotic soldiers and chooses to destroy the Mind Prison.

Goes to find Veshikk Ur with Khem Val.

Completes the Tatooine Bonus Series.

By the time they’re finally able to leave Tatooine, they are very tired of it and never want to go back. Each additional questline is yet another failed attempt to leave the planet.

The First Meeting

While working with the Imperial Reclamation Service, Kirsi’s search leads them to a vault in the Dune Sea. There, while attempting to infiltrate the abandoned vault, they run into Jedi Shadow Nairah Jyoti. The pair debate on fighting one another, neither really wanting to do so, but decide to team up on a spur of the moment when they are attacked by the Imprisoned One’s cybernecrotic minions. After the battle, Nairah and Kirsi both agree that the mind prison holding the Imprisoned One must be destroyed. A bit battered and tired from the fight and from wandering the desert, the pair accompany one another back through the Dune Sea. As they near civilisation, Sith and Jedi part ways peacefully-- deciding that, if they do have to fight, they will do it another day.

Alderaan

Kirsi is not fond of dealing with the political climate of Alderaan. They find themself rather ill-equipped for it.

Kirsi attempts to reconcile Nomar Organa and Rehanna Rist-- they don’t see a reason to kill Organa, as they have nothing in particular against the Jedi, and they find it a bit entertaining to subvert their expectations of a Sith.

They really thought that Organa was being genuine, but they didn’t mind killing him after he broke Rehanna’s heart again.

When Elana Thul asks for help stopping House Organa’s attack on House Thul, Kirsi agrees and fights them back.

When Kirsi goes to retrieve Kallig’s lightsaber, they spare Mia Escalus without any torture, allow Gyl Rosen’s mercenaries to flee, but kill Rosen himself.

Zash’s betrayal is not unexpected, but still deeply upsetting to Kirsi. Despite their wariness, they had wanted everything to turn out alright. Instead of a normal battle, Zash used the device that Kirsi used against Skotia to weaken them during the fight, an event that traumatised Kirsi even further. When Zash’s consciousness ends up inside of Khem Val, they vow to find a way to get her out.

Sith Lord

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Important Story Notes

After Zash’s betrayal Kirsi changes quite a bit, becoming more interested in gaining power for themself, so that they cannot be bested as they nearly were by Zash. They inherit Zash’s power base, including her apprentices Corrin and Kaal, and take on the mantle of Lord Kallig.

Unlike with Zash, Kirsi distrusts Darth Thanaton from the beginning, but sees no choice other than to follow his orders. Their true station within the Empire, despite being a Lord, becomes apparent. Kirsi is not surprised at Thanaton’s attempt to get them killed, just bitterly proven right.

After learning the Force Walking ritual and binding Darth Ergast, Kirsi creates a pact with Darth Andru, rather than binding him forcibly.

Taris

Though embittered now, Kirsi is not cruel or manipulative toward Ashara Zavros, and doesn’t seek out confrontation with her or her masters. Their bitterness is personal and not applied to everyone. There is still a degree of discomfort to their relationship, and Kirsi thinks that they are genuinely helping Ashara by teaching her to use the Dark Side.

Binds Kalatosh Zavros forcibly due to the way he spoke to Ashara.

Between Taris and Quesh, Kirsi becomes involved in an operation dealing with the escape of Revan from the Maelstrom Prison, working with three others in an Imperial Strike Team. They defeat Revan at the Foundry.

Quesh

Kirsi was extremely upset by the deaths of Corrin and Kaal. This became a tipping point-- they fly into a rage and kill Lord Cineratus, the first time they completely lose control in battle.

A Friendship Forms

In the aftermath of losing their apprentices to Thanaton’s machinations, Kirsi runs into an old acquaintance. Nairah Jyoti, now a Jedi Master at (by her own admission) far too soon, has been having some struggles of her own. Both struggling with recent events the two of them spend the night camping together, speaking freely this time about their struggles and offering one another some small comfort. Unknowingly, Kirsi in their despair encourages some of Nairah’s doubts about her place with the Jedi, while her seemingly steadfast commitment to the light doesn’t do much to soothe Kirsi’s rattled emotions. Still, they find that they enjoy one another’s company and, rather than putting off their fight further, decide to become friends. They generate a private frequency, and promise that, when talking or spending time with one another, they will not think about their allegiances.

Hoth

Initially, Kirsi is a little irritated and impatient with Talos Drellik, but Talos' prescence proved balancing to an increasingly-agitated Kirsi, and they quickly became fond of the lieutenant. So much so that they allowed Talos to take the time to make a record of the tomb they needed to desecrate.

Binds Horak-Mul forcibly because his requests caused Talos distress, and Kirsi isn't fond of people who make demands of them.

When the ghosts overtook Kirsi’s body, and they began deteriorating, they became extremely depressed, and considered giving up entirely. It took the encouragement of their crew, as well as Nairah, to keep going and find a way to control it and recover.

Belsavis

Kirsi chose to free the Mother Machine, Ashaa, and allowed her to eradicate the Rakata. They don’t have much sympathy for the species that wishes to enslave the galaxy. In addition to restructuring Kirsi’s body to be able to withstand Force-Walking, they also requested that their natural limbs be restored, a request that Ashaa granted. Though Kirsi kept their neural implants and monitoring systems, their body was no longer made up of a majority of outdated mechanical parts and, thus, would no longer be able to be targeted by attacks specifically meant to damage droids or cyborgs.

As a result of their rebuilding, Kirsi’s ability to channel Force Lightning was both reduced and enhanced-- as they had had a habit of using their cybernetic limbs to increase the strength of their lightning, but doing so also caused quite a bit of pain and damage to themself. Now, because they were able to use their abilities without simultaneously harming themself, though a bit weaker in the moment, they are able to sustain a fight for far longer.

While on Belsavis, Kirsi also completes the Planetary Series and frees the Dread Masters.

When attempting to contact Nairah after their mission is successful, Kirsi finds that they are unable to get through to the Jedi. They are rather concerned, but do not have the time to attempt again, as they are contacted by Moff Pyron.

They are initially very distrustful of Pyron, and keep their guard up, but eventually realise that they will need Pyron’s support to take down Thanaton and secure their position in the Empire. They obtain the CN 12 chip on Nar Shaddaa, while Force Persuading the members of the Veil to join them, rather than turning over control of the cult on Nar Shaddaa.

Voss

Kirsi binds the spirit of Mar-Da.

When leaving Voss with Hadrik, Kirsi Force-persuades Sor-Nak into believing that Hadrik is not there, wishing to fulfill their promise to the Gormak.

Kirsi leaves Voss with a very negative opinion on the Voss overall, based on the way they treated them, as well as the way they treated the Gormak.

While a little concerned about Xalek’s “unconventional methods”, Kirsi was quick to take the Kaleesh’s side over Harkun’s, and gladly took Xalek as an apprentice and killed Harkun.

When testing the Silencer weapon, Kirsi has Darth Achelon’s flagship destroyed along with the Republic Fleet. They eagerly accept Thanaton’s challenge to a Kaggath on Corellia.

Corellia

Not only does Kirsi complete the main story, but they also complete the Corellia Planetary Series and win Corellia for the Empire-- a suggestion made by their crew so that the public opinion of them in the Empire is improved, and thus turned in their favour.

Kirsi defeats Darth Thanaton for good on Korriban and gains the title of Darth Nox and a Dark Council seat as the head of the Sphere of Ancient Knowledge. Though they have achieved all they fought for, they refuse to free the ghosts they have bound-- a decision they will come to regret as time goes on.

Darth Nox

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The first thing that Kirsi does as a Dark Lord of the Sith is to get rid of Zash for once and for all, trapping her inside of a mind prison and freeing Khem Val from her influence.

The Beginnings of a Change

No more than a few days later does Kirsi receive a message from Nairah-- after months of silence. Nairah is on Corellia, fighting a friend that is under the control of the Sith Emperor. She hadn’t contacted Kirsi for all this time due to their allegiances, but after hearing that Kirsi had succeeded in gaining control of the ghosts in their mind, Nairah turns to them, hoping that they might be able to help.

Kirsi travels to Corellia in secret to meet Nairah, who has changed greatly since they last met as she drifted closer to the Dark Side. Their discussion leads to a disagreement, which leads to a fight between them-- a fight that ends in a stalemate, in which Kirsi realises that for their friendship to remain, and for Nairah’s own sake, she must hold on to the light and save her friend. They end their battle, Nairah finds peace and a new resolve, and Kirsi tells her that they are her friend first, Sith second. Before they leave Nairah to complete her mission, she asks them, “what about you?”

Kirsi refuses to renounce the Dark Side for themself, claiming that it is the only way for them-- but insisting that, at least for Nairah, she can still hold onto her hope for the good in others.

The False Emperor

Kirsi and Nairah meet once again on Ilum, after Darth Malgus declares himself Emperor. Much to the surprise of everyone, Kirsi suggests a temporary alliance-- a strike team made up of both Imperial and Republic fighters-- and enlists Nairah’s help to create it and accomplish the mutual goal of defeating Malgus. Their statuses as members of their respective high councils aid them in gathering enough support for this, and Malgus is defeated.

Though the Dark Council is not entirely pleased, Kirsi defends their choices-- claiming that, if they are able to use the Republic’s resources to accomplish their goals, why not? They can always go back to spilling one another’s blood the very next day.

The Dread Masters

Not long after, the alliance continued as the Dread Masters went rogue and began terrorising the galaxy. Feeling somewhat responsible, Kirsi led the hunt for them. When Nairah was assigned to the campaign on the Republic’s side, the pair shared information, until they actually met up together on Oricon, working in tandem to stop the Dread War.

The Revanites & The Sith Emperor

With their reputation for forming unconventional alliances now more well-known, it isn’t surprising that another pair of unconventional allies would seek their aid. Sith Lord Lana Beniko and SIS Agent Theron Shan worked with Kirsi and Nairah to uncover and defeat the new Revanites-- a group that Kirsi was once a part of. The pair went undercover on Rishi and helped to spearhead the joint coalition on Yavin 4.

The coalition defeated the reborn Revan and stopped the Revanites’ plans, but not before the Emperor’s spirit escaped to Ziost. Despite their best efforts, Kirsi and Nairah were unable to stop the Emperor from destroying all life on the planet.

The Rise of Zakuul

After Ziost, the Emperor fled, and the Coalition’s forces went in search of them. While Nairah was on the flagship with Darth Marr, Kirsi was on another warship, commanding a portion of the Coalition’s forces. As the Eternal Fleet destroyed the Coalition’s fleet, Kirsi and their crew narrowly escaped death or capture by this strange new force. Nairah was lost-- presumed dead, but due to their Force Bond, Kirsi claimed otherwise. Still, they could not find her. As Zakuul’s forces descended upon the galaxy, conquering both Empire and Republic, Kirsi’s stubborn insistence that they search for Nairah set them at odds with the Dark Council, though this conflict was cut short as most of the Councillors were killed by Zakuul. Kirsi, for their part, abandoned the Empire entirely. In the chaos, they found themself alone, heading into Wild Space in search of anything that could lead them to Nairah.

The Outlander

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While on Zakuul, Kirsi finds themself captured by the Eternal Empire. They spend several months in prison. Eventually, they were sprung from prison by Lana Beniko, and spent the next few years by her side, along with Koth Vortena, searching for information about Nairah and opposing Emperor Arcann and the Eternal Empire.

Once, during their time on Zakuul, Kirsi came into conflict with Vaylin. Though their battle was cut short before a victor could be decided, Vaylin divulged some information to Kirsi that would prove useful, referencing a “special prisoner” that Arcann kept frozen in carbonite in a vault. Kirsi took that information back to Lana, and their group looked into it.

Five years after the Eternal Empire’s first attack, Kirsi, Lana, and a Republic Droid that had joined their efforts, T7-01, mounted a rescue mission and extracted Nairah from her carbonite prison, escaping into the wilds of Zakuul. There, they found an ancient ship, the Gravestone, capable of taking on the Eternal Fleet.

Reunited with their long-time partner at last, Kirsi was overjoyed, but less so to learn that Nairah’s body was playing host to the consciousness of the former emperor Valkorion. They vowed, as someone with a lot of experience in the matter, to help Nairah to either control or expel him as needed.

The pair soon became very close-- even closer than they had been during their coalition days, and their force bond became even stronger, much to the mockery and concern of the spirits residing within both of their minds. As they fled from and fought the Eternal Empire side-by-side, they became highly attuned to one another, stronger together than alone.

The Alliance Commander

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As joint Commander of the Eternal Alliance, alongside Nairah, Kirsi’s outlook began to shift. Working to oppose the Eternal Empire, with old and new friends and allies by their side, as well as forming a new community on Odessen, caused them to finally begin to truly heal. Being able to be with Nairah openly, too, was refreshing.

With the Alliance, Kirsi began to turn away from the Dark Side, and with Nairah’s guidance and help, turned their focus fully away from a grab for power and to the betterment of the galaxy.

The pair spent some time in the wilderness of Odessen, where they were taught to find balance by Darth Marr and Satele Shan. They forged new lightsabers together.

When Arcann attacked Odessen, Kirsi and Nairah confronted him aboard his flagship and brought him down, but didn’t kill him. As they left, they learned that Senya Tirall had taken her son and fled. Kirsi, angered at Senya’s betrayal, wants to strike out at her, but Nairah convinces them that they don’t need to-- that even Arcann deserves a chance to heal.

Having been through a healing process themself, Kirsi relents, and allows them to escape.

Vaylin takes the Eternal Throne, and the Alliance continues their fight. While on Voss, they meet with Senya and Arcann once again-- where Senya uses her own life force to heal her son from the Darkness within him.

Kirsi is surprised by the arrival of the Empire to aid them, and somewhat mistrustful of Acina’s motivations, having known her while a part of the Empire themself. However, they agree to meet with Acina on Dromund Kaas to discuss an alliance. Nairah, meanwhile, has received a similar offer from her old allies in the Republic. The two split off to their former factions. Kirsi and Acina are betrayed, targeted by Republic Chancellor Saresh. After they survive the assassination attempt, Kirsi returns to Odessen to find that Saresh has been preparing to take control of the alliance. They kill Saresh, falling back into their former Dark Side ways before Nairah returns from what was a diversion meant to split the two commanders up, and hopefully to convince her to betray Kirsi. Nairah is displeased by Kirsi’s actions, but forgives them, though their relationship is a bit strained.

Later, the two travel to Nathema, where they learn of the horrifying conditioning that young Vaylin underwent and feel the desolation of the force-void planet. Though more so for Nairah than Kirsi, this journey fosters some sympathy for the Empress within them.

When Vaylin attacks Odessen, Kirsi and Nairah defend their Alliance from her, splitting up to save both of their allies that she’s pinned down. While aiding Torian Cadera, Vaylin arrives, and she and Kirsi begin to duel. Vaylin beats Kirsi back to the Alliance’s base, with Kirsi forced on defence but holding their own. At the base, they are joined by Nairah, Senya, and Arcann. With their partner by their side, Kirsi quickly defeats Vaylin and prepares to deal the killing blow as Vaylin’s power storms out of control, but Nairah stops them, and-- with great effort-- performs a modified version of her shielding ritual on Vaylin to contain-- but not bind-- her power.

With Vaylin shielded, her control over the Eternal Fleet lapsed, and the fleet began firing on planets across the galaxy. Nairah falls unconscious as a result of the ritual leaving a distraught Kirsi to travel to Zakuul to claim the Eternal Throne. After seating themself on the throne, Valkorion, who had jumped from Nairah’s mind to Kirsi’s through their force bond, attempts to seize control. Kirsi, shocked by the sudden development, has some difficulty fighting him off, but with the aid of Valkorion’s family, as well as Nairah’s consciousness having followed Valkorion into Kirsi’s mindscape, Valkorion is ultimately defeated.

The Eternal Fleet and the planets of Eternal Empire space became absorbed into the Alliance as a new galactic superpower alongside the Republic and the Sith Empire. While both sides prepare for war, the Alliance remains neutral, focusing on helping the galaxy to rebuild and creating a new government consisting of Odessen, Zakuul, and other Eternal Empire worlds in what was formerly Wild Space.

On Iokath, the Alliance comes into conflict with the Empire and the Republic, and Kirsi and Nairah deal with their former factions in order to prevent them from seizing a superweapon on the planet. They manage to prevent Jace Malcolm and Empress Acina from accessing the weapon, but in doing so revealed that they had been playing double-agent in trying to prevent both factions from gaining the superweapon. Nairah claimed that “such a thing doesn’t need to be unleashed upon the galaxy.” While none are too happy about it, Acina is particularly upset, and claims the Iokathi throne, awakening the Old Gods and being seriously wounded.

Kirsi, remembering that Acina had aided them against Zakuul, attempts to heal her-- and, surprising everyone, manages to save her life. Nairah convinces Malcolm that a temporary truce is advisable, and all three factions join forces to stop the Old Gods from decimating the galaxy.

The crisis averted and the temporary truce dissolved, the Alliance returns to its uneasy state in the galaxy-- a bit at odds with both other factions, but because of the Eternal Fleet, neither of them desire to attack.

This changes when the Order of Zildrog rises. Theron’s “betrayal” hits Kirsi hard. After things seemed to be getting better, another betrayal threatens to send them spiralling back, but Nairah tempers them with the thought that there might be more to it-- and when Theron proves to have only betrayed them in name, Kirsi is relieved, though a little wary of him for some time.

A far more pressing concern is the destruction of the Eternal Fleet, the Eternal Throne, and the Gravestone-- leaving the Eternal Alliance without its greatest power sources, and vulnerable.

Defector from the Empire

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No longer a Galactic Superpower, the leaders of the Eternal Alliance meet to discuss which faction to support-- as they can no longer remain neutral and trust that they will not be targeted.

Having seen both factions’ good and bad, Kirsi and Nairah decide to join the Republic. The decision is a bit difficult for Kirsi, but not too difficult-- and far better than joining the Empire that had tormented and enslaved them. While the Republic and the Jedi are initially wary of Kirsi’s path as a Dark Councillor, Nairah assures them that they have no need to worry.

Kirsi begins developing their Force Healing skills, something they are surprisingly good at. Though they work with Nairah and other Jedi to unlearn their reliance on the Dark Side, they elect not to become a Jedi yet.

When Vitiate/Valkorion/Tenebrae makes an appearance yet again, Kirsi and Nairah must confront him yet again, this time along with Kira Carsen, a Jedi and former Child of the Emperor (a fact that Nairah has some concern with) and Lord Scourge, the former Emperor’s Wrath. Joined by Arcann, Senya, and Vaylin, who has recovered substantially and begun to heal from her trauma and injuries. Initially skeptical of allowing Vaylin to come along, Kirsi vouches for her, as the two had been working together for some time to heal from their pasts.

Together they get rid of Tenebrae forever, and once he’s gone, the Alliance-- and their Republic allies-- turn their attention to dealing with the new threat that a rogue Darth Malgus poses to the galaxy.

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artificialqueens · 7 years

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CuntCracker Chpt 2 (trixya- lesbain ballet au) - pastelcholita

AN - Hello kids! Sorry I’m late, but here’s the new chapter. Enjoy!

Warning for language and crass humour

Katya’s POV

My hand pushed down on the plastic lever, the soft trickling of individual cereals thudding against the styrofoam bowl situated on the plate under the slot. That day had been a considerably dreary day. I had planned to go on a walk before rehearsals, but the dense fog accumulated outside the warm campus seemed eerie. It had also been one of those days where your soul was clouded with a longing for a paternal, yet sensual, relationship; strictly no strings attached, if ya know what I mean.

I removed the bowl from the dark surface, and I moved to my usual table in the cafeteria. Violet, Willam, and Courtney sat in the according chairs, engaged in some odd conversation regarding the lagoon ducks in Central Park.

“Some guy can’t just pick the ducks up in a van, can he? That’s just not ethical?” Courtney asked, searching the other girls faces for an answer. She smiled when she met my gaze. “Oh, hi, Katya! We were just discussing the ducks, ya know the ones in the lagoon?”

“I see…” I trailed off. My mind couldn’t really settle on any one topic, for some reason I had not quite identified.

“No, you idiot, some guy couldn’t just shove them in the back of his pedo van,” Willam added, and had earned a chuckle from Violet.

“She’s right Court. Well about the van at least. They probably just migrate, it’s their nature. Like the fish, they just adapt, I guess,” Vi suggested. I didn’t necessarily agree with any of them, but I just contently stirred my Froot Loops. I didn’t want to admit it, but since auditions I couldn’t seem to get Trixie out of my mind. It was silly and trivial, and I knew it. Trixie was full of potential and still young, like a little pink firecracker. I was simply a jaded ballerina with callused feet. Boy did I sound yellow.

I excused myself to toss my soggy Loops and grab a cup of coffee on the way back. I was staring deep into my coffee, examining each bubble that rose to the top and migrated to the outer edge. Stupid move, I concur. In the process of making my way back to my previously claimed seat, I managed to ram into somebody, splashing my boiling beverage all over their clothes.

“Hey, watch it, you- Katya?” a sharp voice snapped from in front of me.

“Mishka, I am so sorry. Let me help you clean up.” Why did I have to spill my coffee all over Trixie, goddamnit. That day was just determined to be one of the most unfortunate days of my life.

We had hurriedly sauntered over to the paper towel dispenser dabbing her white - might I mention satin - nightie with the paper that seemed to be doing nothing.

“It’s really fine. I have more clothes back in my dorm,” she comforted. I was up to the tops of my ears in guilt.

“Leave it to me to ruin such a pretty dress with coffee,” I spat the word out like it was poison. Trixie laughed at my foolishness. “They don’t call me Cunt-ya for nothing.”

“Who the hell calls you that,” she thrashed.

“That’s King Cunt-ya to you. Well I’ve already messed on you, the least I can do is invite you back to my kingdom,” I remarked overly cheesily, extending my forearm to her. She crossed her own arm under mine, in a square-dance-esque fashion. We walked across the cafeteria like that, occasionally side stepping or shuffling, even adding a few twirls in ever so often.

When we had arrived, I pulled a chair from the adjacent table. “Your chair, m’lady,” I uttered in my most dapper tone.

“Why thank you, kind lady,” Trixie offered. That was probably what I adored most about her; her ability to play along and bounce back with a statement equally as funny. Boy, was I falling for her quick.

We chewed the fat with the other girls for a while, collectively concluding that the ducks probably flew down to somewhere like Florida. Then Courtney went on a tangent on what the fish did when the lake froze over. Trixie shifted forward onto her arms, and let out a guttural yawn.

“Wanna head back to my dorm, sleeping beauty?”

“Yeah, I’m sorry. I stayed up late in the studio with Missus Davenport practicing aerials and stuff,” Trixie groggily answered. Trixie and I said our goodbyes, parting ways with the other dancers. En route to my dorm, Trixie suggested we stop by her room to get something comfy - and not soiled with coffee - to wear.

She opened the door to her dorm and it was like the both of us were spontaneously transported to a Mattel interpretation of Narnia. Pink pearls had been draped over the curtain rod, creating an illusion of fresh pink snow tendrils fallen from the roofs. Fluffy pink scarves adorned the bed rails, acting as floral tassels to the overstuffed bed. It was truly a spectacular sight, in my eyes of course.

“Kotehok, I greatly appreciate your creative integrity, but why so much pink?”

“Oh, well you see,” Trixie explained while she rummaged through a pile of laundry, “it’s my fantasy.” She craned her neck around to smirk at me from her seated spot on the floor. We exchanged a giggled before she had turned back to sort through the clothes.

I gradually migrate to the bed, plopping down comfortably on the frilly pile of blankets that I had assumed accumulated over the course of a few months. Suddenly, an insurmountable urge to lay my haphazard mane of waves down upon the sea of peachy fluff had overcame me, so I did just that. I slid down onto my back, disappearing like a small child. I began to quietly whisper a tune, quite dorkily actually, now that I think about it…

Trixie’s POV

“-Eka-trina Petrov-a Zamolod-ikova, -ut your da- ju-t calls me…Katya.”

I scaned the room quickly, my eyes darted around the room only to have found two boney feet emerged from a puddle of cushion atop my mattress.

“You rotted cunt,” I laughed. Katya’s head popped up from under a faux pelt. “What are you mumbling this time?”

“You know, the usual, just summoning satan to come have sexual intercourse with my decrepit, senile, womanly body,” she massaged her hands over her core, reaching up and pushing up her ample breasts. She concluded this statement with an assembly of wheezes and flailing arms.

Katya exploded off of the bed, landing in fourth position. “Yekatrina.” She transferred her weight onto her forward foot, lunging into it. “Petrovna.” Katya extended onto releve, releasing the tension built up from her back leg and turning a la second. “Zamolodchikova.” Yekatrina planted her back foot and raised her hands up to her face, almost shielding herself. “But your dad just calls me.” She waggled her fingers about, drawing her hands away from her face. “Katya.”

My mouth dropped open and I wildly clapped my hands “Encore, encore!” Katya rolled down to the floor and planted herself beside me. She reached at my forearm, grasping onto it, leaning into my body. A sort of - how do I explain this without sounding overly gushy and sappy - wave of goosebumps and electricity washed down my back and cusped around my toes. I laughed along with Katya and tried to mask my subconscious shiver.

“What time does practice start anyway?” a voice I had never encountered before questioned.

“Wait, you’re not Russian?”

“Yeah, I mean I’m from Boston,” a new accent coated Katya’s voice.

“Seriously, though,” I deadpanned, “where in the hell are you from?”

“I’m really from Boston. My mother is Russian, hence ‘Yekatrina Petrovna Zamolodchikova.’”

“Ah… It’s in like an hour and a half, around ten I think.”

Katya rested her head on my shoulder. The tenseness slowly began to uncoil and I settled into the half-embrace as well. I pulled my phone down from the countertop that we were situated against, scrolling through twitter with my unoccupied hand. Katya had begun to softly stroke my hair, mumbling something that sounded like, “Good kot,” but I’m still not too sure. I scrolled down to a video of a ballerina from Joffrey absolutely eating shit on stage that Pearl retweeted. I moved to show Katya the video, sure that she would have a heart attack watching it, only to realize that she was gingerly snoring, mouth slightly agape, with her head nestled into the crook of my neck. It was nearly time to start getting dressed in our leotards and sew our pointe shoes for practice, but Katya just looked so fuckin’ precious all curled up. I found myself wishing that this wasn’t going to be a one-time deal. I tried to pry this thought from my head, but it had buried itself deep inside the back of my cranium. I guessed it was going to stay there for a few days before I adjusted to Katya’s strange version of friendship, but boy was I wrong.

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