Star Wars: Nyomii Multa, Sith Assassin

Name: Nyomii Multa<br />
Sex: F<br />
Age: 21<br />
Occupation:: Assassin<br />
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Personality: manipulative, sly, explosive, secretive, vindictive, tough, sassy, deep down shes a very caring person and at times can be very sensitive.<br />
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"Gaining Power" (heres a bit of the story that Ive been writing with a friend)<br />
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Nyomii cried out as she fell to the ground, she was utterly shocked, she lay there stunned. But a vile plan began to form in her head, she slowly closed her eyes and began to gasp for air. The stranger walked over to her, “you are weaker than I thought!” he spat, “did you think you of all people, could steal MY ship?!” his voice was filled with rage. Then with one quick movement, she jumped forward, digging a dagger into his shin, then rolling out of reach. The young man dropped his lightsaber and clutched his bloody leg. “You wretch!” he screamed at her. Nyomii stood up with a mischievous smile and wiped the blood lingering on her lower lip. <br />
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Suddenly the youthful Sith pulled the dagger from his leg and threw it back at Nyomii. His eyes widened in disbelief as she casually caught the blade between two fingers. Nyomii tsked disapprovingly, “such manners you have, is that any way to treat a lady?” The stranger staggered back onto his feet, then charged at her with break neck speed. Nyomii simply flipped backwards, and landed on his back which pushed him back onto the bloody sand. Nyomii was on her prey in seconds, forcing him into a tight headlock with a blaster pressed to his head. “I’ve got a few questions to ask you!” she barked.