Recent content by Valia Muqai

Somehow, through sheer force of will and focus, Valia kept herself standing. Hands gripping the medical bed for support as her head still spun, feeling her heart pounding as if she had exerted some sort of immense physical effort causing it to work even harder to sustain her already battered...

Valia held onto the bed for support as her head spun and spots appeared in her vision. Her breaths coming in quick pants, mild pain radiating from where her torso was stitched together both inside and out, barely healed wounds straining from her movements. The alien's assistance felt almost...

Valia's expression twisted into a mixture of disgust and disbelief at the alien's description of what he had removed from her body. Further confirmed by the containers laid on the mobile bench across the room. How those came to be over a simple stab wound she'd never know. Likely the...

Almost as soon as it was mentioned, Valia began to feel the signature intense ache of a bad headache mostly localized behind her eyes. There was sharp pain within her chest that was gradually increasing in intensity. Valia could guess it was the stab wound she had inflicted on her heart. What...

The dreadful continuous beeping of a machine jolted Valia back to consciousness. Expecting to be strapped down in a poorly lit, dilapidated medbay with life support tubing forced down her throat, that was not what greeted her. Valia awoke to, for once, a proper medbay without the disturbing...

As comforting as the Jedi woman's presence was. Valia could not fully relax on the stretcher; she felt tense and nervous. She could sense the troopers' apprehension, and even disgust, towards herself. It placed her further on the edge, fearing one of them might act to put her out of her misery...

Instinctively, she had expected the Jedi Master to force her will onto her, as any Sith would have done. Much to Valia's relief, the Jedi understood that she preferred her space. She did not resist the droid's efforts to place her onto the stretcher. The reassuring words, kindness, and...

Valia closed her eyes and exhaled in much sought-after relief at the trooper's presence. A sign that her glimmer of hope in being rescued was coming closer to reality. Kirki still lived, judging from the scanner's beeping and the trooper's comments, but she did not care about that then. When it...

Time became a completely meaningless concept once again. How much had gone by since she had awakened on the ship, been found, and the distinct sounds of the blast door gradually being unsealed were completely lost on Valia. To her, it felt like an eternity she lay there feeling as if she...

Valia gave no answer to the Captain's questions, instead choosing to let herself be lost in her own thoughts for the moment. She still could hardly believe what was happening. In the back of her mind, she considered if it was a terribly cruel trick that will soon unveil itself in the very last...

Valia did not care for Romla's suspicions or attempt to allay them. That was the only answer she could think of and give, at least for the moment, and thankfully, he seemed to accept it and did not press on further in that incredibly sore spot within her conscience. "You could say that, yes."...

The Republic's distrust was to be expected. Even Valia herself didn't trust what was happening; naturally, the Republic wouldn't either. A sense of relief washed over her at their willingness not to simply blow up the ship and be done with it. That was certainly what the Sith would have done...

Valia was utterly baffled, confused, and panicking. She found Kirki's actions utterly baffling and unpredictable. So many questions flowed through her mind, on the whys, hows, and when, yet no time to ask nor gain any answers for them as the Liberator-class starfighter became visible from across...

Valia never held any love for Kirki, true or otherwise. Her heart had no more room for such emotions after the Dark Crusade had butchered her into what she had become then. Yet, the sith pureblood sorceress had been her only source of warmth in the cold wasteland that was Darth Eosfor's...

Valia's sense of time was entirely obfuscated and useless, not having even the vague idea how long had passed since she had lost consciousness and awoken on the smaller ship. All she could remember was plunging the knife into her chest, being overcome by darkness after, then what happened after…...