<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/6r6oeF9.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong>Aria Riversong (https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1kcSKF8ZpejDBAzAEUoiEomXw94htTcCYLZ_WTcT3f1c/edit?usp=sharing)<br/><strong>Hit Points :</strong>51 / 51<br/><strong>Condition :</strong>0 (Healthy)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Defenses</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Reflex :</strong> 20 (Flat Footed 18)<br/><strong>Fortitude :</strong> 19<br/><strong>Will :</strong> 20<br/></div></div><br/><strong>Noteworthy Features :</strong>Cloaked with a black cloak, using her hood to hide features. Obviously feminine. Beaming red eyes with a pure white hair. There is a blaster pistol at the woman's hip.<br/><strong>Tag :</strong>Speakeasy Introduction<br/><hr/><br/>Paranoia is a terrible thing. She'd feel to her stomach. A sigh and a narrowing of her eyes out of tiredness.<em>Why did she do this again? Why did she decide to fight and join the <strong>losing</strong> side?</em><br/><br/>A sniff at the broth cart, and she pondered over whether it was a trap or not. It was a choice. Get some broth at the cart, or get something within the Speakeasy.<br/><br/>Though the words may have alluded Aria at first, they would reach her mind and she'd respond. "As long as you havn't drawn anymore attention to yourself." A small bite. Aria was stressing the importance of being covert. Infact, it was the only reason she had a blaster pistol at her hip. Even though she knows how to use it and look competent, it is nothing compared to her force powers. It's sole purpose was to make her look armed, as if she didn't have force powers.<br/><br/>Another sniff at the broth scent. Hearing not only her own but Tikva's stomach growling. A small sigh again. She didn't want to assume Tikva's range of naivety. She thought it decent. After all, the young prospective jedi witnessed her force choke a stromtrooper and even brandish her red lightsaber. The score should be obvious, and yet Tikva asked questions about it with curiosity. But Aria wasn't going to leave Tikva. She felt responsible now for the aspiring jedi. So she'll take the lead. Going over to the cart.<br/><br/>"Hello. May we get two bowls?" She'd ask. Though her eyes would be watching carefully once the server had his back turned.<br/><br/>Paranoia is an awful thing. And Aria was watching for poisons or for any form of alarm in the person's response.