"I need a vacation" , Kiri mused as her pencil scratched the Irken emblem into her sketchbook. She was sick and tired of endlessly drawing the Empire's rubbish propaganda and publicity artwork. She wanted, no, needed a break, or she was going to go mad. It didn't help that she was working for the Resisty, making her endlessly on edge. Nevertheless, Kiri felt that it was her duty, her purpose. The Irken Empire had been enslaving planets and devastating civilizations all across the galaxy for decades. It was well past time for someone to speak up and fight back. Enter the Resisty. Despite it's ridiculous name, its mission could not be more serious: destroy the Irken Empire once and for all. Kiri didn't want to hurt her people, but she had no choice. The Empire had to fall one way or another, and fighting seemed to be the only answer.
Kiri had to get away from the madness, and she knew just the way to do it.