#anjastaze

You strangled me like an addiction You captured me like an affliction And I will be nimble and I will be quick I will overcome all of this

The shadows are falling, they’re falling, they’re falling around me (I’m not afraid, not afraid) The wolves are closing, they’re closing, they’re closing in on me (I’m not afraid, not afraid, I’m not afraid...)

Everything changes when the sun goes down.

Glacius grins. “The short answer? Everything.”

Staze eyes Glacius, then smirks. “The…long…answer? Heh.”

I am now 100% sure I need to tag Staze and Andronikos as “Dark Star”.

Nar Shaddaa might be a cesspit--especially if you bothered looking past the glitter and bright lights of the Promenade--but it did offer one important, somewhat-rare thing:

Opposing sides could come together without the death and anger of a battlefield.

A pair of short Zabrak women strolled through a high-end shopping district. One had hair dyed blood-red, with her pale roots starting to show near the bases of her horns; she wore a short dark jacket, left casually open, showing a bare midriff and a tight white top, with fashionably chunky boots and tight black pants. The other Zabrak had a scar across her right eye--a lightsaber scar, in fact--and had white-blonde hair, which was a match for the “redhead’s” roots. She had a red jacket on over a black shirt, slightly-looser denim-like pants, and slim black-and-silver boots.

They could have been twins--and actually were. Identical twins, to be exact. They moved with easy, subconscious synchronization, and even had the same smile. Being sisters, of course, they had the same facial tattoos. The only difference may have been felt with the Force: one was darker than the other, though both were strong.

“Look, all I’m saying is, leaving her unsupervised in a jewelry shop is worse than leaving me alone in a parts store--”

“Sure, and leaving you both alone in a dress shop is asking for bankruptcy.”

“Don’t make me drag you into one. I’ll do it. You know I will, and you know you can’t wriggle out of it.”

The pale-haired one rolled her golden eyes and heaved an exaggerated sigh. “Drag me into which? A dressmaker, a shiny shop, or a droid heap?”

Left my childhood behind In a roll-away bed Everything was so damn simple Now I'm losing my head Trying to cover up the damage And pad out all the bruises Too young to know I had it So it didn't hurt to lose it Didn't hurt to lose it No but oh I'll keep on rolling down this road But I've got a bad, bad feeling

I just want to thank you, Thank you From the bottom of my heart For all the sleepless nights And for tearing me apart...

If you can hold the stars in place, You can hold my heart the same Whenever I fall away, Whenever I start to break So here I am, lifting up my heart If you can calm the raging sea, You can calm the storm in me You're never too far away You never show up too late So here I am, lifting up my heart To the one who holds the stars...

Your love has called my name What do I have to fear? What do I have to fear...?

-Glacius is very proper and precise, not to mention she tends to keep her emotions on lockdown. Cool, clinical tone is what I’m aiming for, unless she’s in a relaxed setting.

-Rei’ki is very loose and amiable, and very easygoing, though she’s well-educated. She’s probably one of the easiest characters for me to portray, because I don’t need to make sure her grammar is precise.

-Stasi was raised to be a noble, but she’s adopted more of a rough, loose tone over her career, not to mention she doesn’t trust most people. The trick is trying to keep her speech easy-flowing, but somewhat educated and contained.

-Staze should be easy, but she’s a bit nervy. Several people have compared her to a housecat, and she reminds me of a feral cat: ready to bolt at a moment’s notice, equally ready to strike you if you spook her, but also curious enough to risk getting close. It sounds weird, but that’s how I try to picture how she talks and acts. Sly, that’s the word.

I think I'm going crazy, can someone Please come save me from myself? From this cell that I have-- I have created a boundary That no one has found me at I am-- I am to blame for the waters that drown me I'm so... I'm so scared Because I've been trapped in a darkness for way too long And now it's time for me to open my eyes I put myself in a dress in the devil's arms And now it's time for me to enter the light...