Star Wars

A group of spacers saunters onto the bridge. “Oh, good, they’re still—Who is that?” the Weequay in the lead says, noticing that two unrestrained beings, one in the ship’s uniform—are standing at one of the waist-high navigational consoles. From body language and clothes, Tcho guesses that the newcomers are not crew members. Adalat must be … Read more

Captain Rowan strides up to a still Duros and lightly hits her aquamarine cheek, calling her name, Soh’Soh. “Stop slapping people,” Tcho admonishes him, interposing himself to check on the patient. Rowan looks around, muttering about water, and then goes over to the impressive captain’s chair, which has a small mini-fridge alongside it. He pulls … Read more

When they reach the hall, the captain pauses. “It’s not far to the bridge, but we should be cautious,” he says. “There could be mutineers anywhere. We shouldn’t take the most well-lit route, shall we say. How are you in the dark, young man?” There is no undertone to the question, nothing hinting about anything … Read more

Tcho is just starting to scrape some thoughts together when a startling splash of water hits him in the face. It is followed by the light tap of fingers. Tcho feels the water drip sideways across his cheek and realizes he is lying on his side on the floor. He opens his golden eyes and … Read more

Rowan stumbles away from the brawl and backs up to the wall, feeling behind him for the antiquated comm unit he had installed to complement his exquisite ironwood bookshelves and hand-carved desk. He pulls the mouthpiece off its holder and shouts into it, “Security to the Captain’s Quarters! Security to the Captain’s Quarters! Ensign Adalat … Read more

The halls are quiet at this late hour. Undoubtedly the club and casino areas of the ship are still hopping, but not many people are strolling about. Tcho and Kerr-Lonn-Ny cross a third or so of the ship at a quick walk on their way to the captain’s quarters and see nothing untoward along the … Read more

“That is the third time this week that there have been noisy ducts! Has no one on the maintenance staff done anything about that yet? That’s it! I’m filing a ticket,” complains a voice from below where Kerr-Lonn-Ny and Tcho are crouched in the Dame’s air-handling system. There is a loud bang, and the duct … Read more

Kerr-Lonn-Ny tries to pay attention to their route as Tcho leads them through the corridors, but she is distracted by… well, by everything. The drugs are entirely out of her system, and her morning meditations have been helping her recover from that whole disorienting experience, but still, she is not as focussed as she usually … Read more

Tcho and Kerr-Lonn-Ny walk down the night-dimmed corridors of Dame Metropolis together, looking like any other pair of friends chatting on their way to one of the cruise’s late-night activities. What Kerr-Lonn-Ny considers comfortable casual attire would be viewed as activewear by most sentients, but her current tank top and leggings are not quite as … Read more

After Jai Tessa lays out what she learned about the moff’s formative experience, Tcho is again feeling a bit overwhelmed at the scope of what she wants to undertake. “He is a representative of the ‘proper’ law and order of the galaxy, and Rebel assassins tried to kill him. That is a problem. It cannot … Read more