Raelyna Venn (Jedi Order OC) by Faytol, literature
Literature
Raelyna Venn (Jedi Order OC)
Name: Raelyna Venn
Nickname/Alias: Raye, Lyna,
Race/Species: Twi'lek (Rutian)
Place of Birth: Ryloth
Current Age: 11 standard years.
Gender: Female
Height: 4 feet, 6 inches
Weight: 85 pounds
Appearance: Slender, with a humble grace to her. She is unmarked by tattoo nor needle. As a Rutian Twi'lek, she has no hair, but her skin is a fair shade of a light blue. A scar from her early childhood runs across her right bicep.
Clothing: She generally wears the 'traditional' tan jedi robes, or in cases where she needs to move unnoticed, she will wear a simple grey tunic, with a pair of white pants and boots.
Force Specialty: Forse Sense ten
Vinyl Scratch leaned back slightly, letting the sample she'd been mixing repeat itself. She lifted her goggles to rub at one eye with the back of her knuckles. She was a little weary, but not so tired as to go home and to sleep just yet. With a small yawn, she let her eyes scan the dance floor. Her turn at the tables was pretty much up, another DJ coming up to relieve her. "Hey Mixcraft, how's it going?" she asked of the green-maned unicorn.
"Pretty good, P0N-3. I had some issues getting here, sorry I'm late." he chuckled. "Good crowd tonight?" the young man asked, fiddling with a couple switches, glancing at Vinyl from under his beanie. At
Given a choice, twixt two doors.
I can only walk through one.
Staring between my two choices,
I recognize both as places I've been before.
Through the one lies familiarity, passion,
and knowledge that we may just burn out again.
Through the other lies hope, strength,
and the realization that I may not be enough.
As I stand here, my heart is torn asunder,
and hopelessness fills my soul.
Looking to the one side, the savory smell of fresh fruit
taunts my senses, and make me want to walk that path.
Looking to the other, a burning passion,
brings back the memories of that autumn long past.
Given a choice, twixt two doors
I always really did like
The way that the sun fell on us
When she and I would
Run through the ankle-deep grass
Of our favorite local park
On many summer days of each year.
The things you could see
Children screaming at the playground
Adults laying about on their picnic blankets
A young couple embracing beneath the old oak tree
Sometimes that couple was us
Sometimes it was friends, sometimes strangers.
But it was inevitiable, really
Our Day would become a Night
Then our Days together would begin to
Fade away into the twilight,
Then they'd fall into being
Little more than the darkest
Of shadows during the Witching Hour.
Oh
The promise...
The face of the dead girl held a look of absolute horror, and her eyes seemed to be filled with tears.A young man kneeled over her body, tears streaking from his eyes.He closed her still-open eyes, said a silent prayer. He then looked around the room he was in.
He saw that much of the room's furnishings had been overturned or destroyed.He guessed that Arielle had put up a fight against what had killed her.
"Kazu, come here," says a familiar voice from another room.
Kazu looks around, surprised. "Who's there? Reveal yourself!" he yelled.
"Come into the living room, Kazu." Says the voice.
Kazu grabs a scroll of spirit seali