The Dark Jedi Lordess of Retail Sales - RETIRED

Hiding the body parts of disgruntled customers... Just kidding, of course. :)

[OLD SCHOOL BIO]
Born on the Imperial homeworld of Coruscant, my life started out fairly normal. Then my parents were executed for being Rebel sympathizers and I (with no living relatives) was taken to the Imperial Orphanage. I was raised there under harsh rules and harsher discipline for seven years. When my fourteenth birthday rolled around I was lucky enough to find a way to escape -and so I did. Luck, however, had less to do with it than I thought.

I escaped to the lower level of Coruscant where I lived for some time. I ate whatever I could find, and stayed away from the infrequent stormtrooper patrols. Travelling on the upper levels was very risky, so I didn't do it often. However, a raid on an illegal lower level sabbac bar brought unwelcome stormtrooper eye's on me. And I was conscripted into the Imperial Army at the age of sixteen. They shaved off my waist length brown/red hair and burned my few possessions.

Once again in the Empire's grasp, I despaired of living my own life, or being able to choose my own destiny. I was trained as a pilot and was soon capable of flying anything and everything: from freighters to TIES. Too soon, in fact. I caught the attention of my superiors because of the speed of my learning. There is no such thing as luck. I was found to be highly Force sensitive and was shipped out to a secret dark Jedi training facility -one of Palpatine's pet projects. There I was to be trained as a weapon for the Empire to use whenever and wherever they needed me. I hated being there, and my fellow students hated me for being there. I was trained in telekinesis and a few other rudimentary Force abilities. I earned my master's trust after only a few months, and was assigned to pilot a fellow trainee to an orbiting Star Destroyer. I don't remember his name, but he had been at the facility for more than a year, and was very highly regarded among the others. Force adept or no, I slit his throat, ejected his body into space, and took off with the shuttle. I got as far as the scummy moon Nal Hutta before I was apprehended and a TIE Interceptor shot me down.

Stranded on the bounty hunters' moon, it was simple to hide. Hard to survive. It became much harder to survive once the Empire put a price on my head. They couldn't afford to let me live, I knew too much. But using the training from the Imperials and my unashamed good looks I was able to get a position as a notable Hutt's bodyguard. However, after a few months he double-crossed me, that frog-eating pile of steaming bantha dung! As soon as he found out there was a bounty on my head he tried to return me to the Empire.

A few dead stormtroopers (and one dead Hutt) later, I found myself in the pilot seat of a very badly damaged Headhunter, a parsec ahead of screaming TIES and fighting for hyperspace. I managed to get the ship into hyperspace, only to have the hyperdrive completely blow out a few minutes later. I lost hyperspace between stars -smack in the middle of nothing. With nothing but my pride and anger to feed on I was slowly starving to death when another ship dropped out of hyperspace nearly on top of me.

It was Sith Lordess Live Wire, and she saved my life. She also introduced me to the Sith Council, where my need for a family and a sense of belonging was satisfied. Be that as it may, soon after being apprenticed to Mistress Live Wire and starting my training, the Sith Council could no longer hold together. Mistress Live Wire defected to form the Sith Order with several other Sith Lords and Lordesses. I followed -I still have much to learn…