[b]Name:[/b] Aylara Tewoe

[b]Occupation and Affiliation:[/b] Journalist. 'Lead Procurement Specialist' for The Galactic Times.

[b]Description:[/b]
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Tall, but not 'too' tall, with a frankly enormous cascade of hair, Aylara is hardly the 'blend in' sort of journalist, she's the type that could have looked the perfect princess if she'd allowed it. Instead, stints reporting in the nastier districts of Coruscant, time spent in the gym and a penchant for hobbies more than a little on the side of dangerous, has built her into the kind of girl that turns heads for more than one reason. Despite sometimes going for the 'tough girl' look, there's more than a side of vanity and pride to her appearance, a smootheness and blemishfree-ness of skin that pertains to actively caring for such, and well-kept features aside. Whether this is purely due to the nature of her work or her own personal choice is something that she never quite confirms or denies.

[b]Background:[/b]

Aylara has always been something of a rebel, at least for one who grew up in the sparkling heights of Coruscant. She fell in with the wrong crowds, but without letting them drag her down, made the wrong friends, raced speeder-bikes, generally made her well-to-do family's life a misery, in all ways except her Academic record. She was unapologetically bright and unapologetically interested in how the world she had grown up on worked, not just how it was meant to work. She blew through school and university, although the latter she didn't quite ace to the same extent as the former, not adjusting so well to her own freedoms. It didn't truly matter, by that point she had already impressed the right people and earned herself a place at The Galactic Times.

At first, she was writing at a desk, researching leads in a sterile way, about sterile subjects. She put up with that for a few months, swearing to herself it would be worth it. She didn't last quite as long as most before she was banging on the doors of Senior Leadership asking for something else. It came out of wanting to do what the rest of her peers didn't want to. The Times has always taken itself seriously, to challenge the mindsets of both readers and those it reports on. When gang violence increased dramatically in several of Coruscants lower levels, they didn't want to toe the line or report through intermediaries, they wanted to send someone down. of all their best and brightest graduates, only one had any contacts down that lower, only one had made friends with the 'wrong crowd' and the wrong crowd hadn't forgotten her. When the Times' scope on the troubles ultimately blew their competition out of the water, Aylara had secured her place and she never got put back on that damn desk.