<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/0c/91/5c/0c915c2e48f93b6954956c6d650741b2.jpg)</div>Neesarozul (https://swsheets.com/c/uxee8qbvn-neesarozul)<br/><br/><strong>Wound:</strong>0/12  -<strong>Strain:</strong>0/12  -<strong>Soak:</strong>3  -<strong>Morality:</strong>50  -<strong>Conflict:</strong>0 -<strong>Destiny:</strong>3 dark 4 light<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hangar<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>all<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Chit Chat<br/><strong>Roll - Charm (2020-09-27 21:25:16   2 Ability, 2 Proficiency, 4 Difficulty, 1 Force   1 advantage, 2 failures, 1 Dark Side)<br/></strong><hr/><br/><br/>The blade was there and her eyes stared back at the cold exterior of the mask.  Neesa would face her end here and now if that was the path her life took.  She had lived a lifetime with fear and under the yoke of another.  At her side was a weapon that had given her freedom, in her mind the knowledge to do something about her lot in life and in her soul a power she still needed to master.  Bowing down again would not come so easy as the threat of a vibroblade or a philosophical debate.  Though there was a sigh of relief when the weapon and the woman moved along.<br/><br/>“And don’t confuse your cruelty for being practical.”  She spat the words out with a touch of venom though she was soon back to her task when the physician spoke to her.<br/><br/>“I don’t.  We answer for our choices, not the choices of others.”  She knelt down as he spoke to one and her hand moved to slap the other awake.<br/><br/>“Hello sweety.  We need to be fast and get out of here before the lady with the big rifle comes back and I can’t save you.  I know you have no love for the Hutts, just like me so help me out and I can help you survive this.  Where do we go to get off this ship and somewhere less pew pew?”<br/><br/>Neesa smiled sweetly, putting on her most vapid and endearing pleasure slave look.<br/>