I’m done! …until I play Rise of the Hutt Cartel! And I have two sequels set in the future planned! HALP

Difficult to have a boss fight the equal of the previous two. I tried!

Chapter 15: Troth

The great ornate door of the Dark Council chamber rose before her and she strode in at Vowrawn’s side, glowering, straight and proud in her red light battle armour. The Dark Council was arranged on either side of the chamber, six seats to a side, though some of those seats were empty; ahead was a great empty throne for the Emperor. More symbolic than practical now, she knew… and yet an ever-present reminder of who their true master was. She nodded to the one man on the Dark Council whom she knew personally, the young red Zabrak named Murlesson with the red hair and baleful yellow eyes, present via hologram from his ship; he nodded back gravely. The power in the room was thick as a cloud, intoxicating and heady. She felt her eyes brighten under its influence. Continue reading →

Bit disjointed, this chapter. Corellia is big. And I’m not so interested in the ‘plot’ as in these two emotionally unhealthy idiots. Actually, Baras’s Force-woman thing is completely ridiculous (why didn’t he ask her about Jaesa, for instance?) so that’s been scrapped. And replaced by a giant FF/DBZ style fight that I’m super excited about!!

EDIT: added a couple bits in which Vowrawn becomes Quinnkuliina’s couple’s counselor lol

Chapter 14: The Wrath of the Wrath

If she’d been distant and hard after Baras’s betrayal, she was remote and impenetrable now. He stayed on the ship, in the cockpit as much as he could, while she went to fight Baras and the Republic with Pierce, or Jaesa, or even Broonmark. A Talz was better company than him now, but that couldn’t hurt him more than the way she looked at him when they were around. Continue reading →

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Chapter 13: Asphyxiation

She was right; he did feel more like himself the next day. Especially since she was gracious enough to let him sleep in. He shouldn’t have; he should have been at his post at the same time as always, but she’d risen without waking him, and disabled the alarm on his chrono. He couldn’t say she didn’t take care of her crew. When he’d been her age, he would have been just fine on three hours of sleep, but now he was in his thirties, he appreciated it. Continue reading →

Almost wrote Broysc as going completely insane, imagining he was back on the barge, grabbing Akuliina’s chest, and then Quinn punching him to death, but it didn’t really fit after what the game set up. : P

Chapter 12: Personal

She regarded the wall that was surely a door with slight irritation. If Vette had been there, she would have been able to figure out how to get past it right away. But she had Jaesa and Quinn with her. Quinn’s mission to contact Imperial High Command had been stalled when no one higher in rank than Commodore would speak with him, so there was nothing he could do about Moff Broysc at the moment. So she brought him to support her with his ranged capabilities. Continue reading →

So how about that Star Wars movie, then? It was okay. There were things about it that I liked. There were things I appreciated. There were things that made NO F***ING SENSE. It was all right for a Star Wars movie. Maybe I’ll make a blog post about it.

Chapter 11: Invasions

Hoth again. Force, why would anyone choose to make even a last desperate hide-out in such a forbidding place, let alone a base of operations? Murlesson had once mentioned ancient Sith Temples and all sorts of ridiculous things. She shouldn’t have been here even once, let alone twice. But she supposed it was a decent place to hide. Continue reading →

Maybe it’s a BIT early for Baras to be phoning Quinn. But considering after my friend played it and before I played it, I had the idea that Quinn had something to do with the betrayal on Quesh, I wanted to introduce it early in Part 3 to give Quinn lots of time to stew.

Chapter 10: Breaking

The incessant pinging of the holocomm drew him to the back of the cockpit. It was, of course, his job to screen all inbound calls. It wasn’t anyone else’s business who was calling Akuliina, and it was unlikely that any of the others would use proper decorum when answering.

But it was the frequency that he never answered – the Basilisk’s Sting, Moff Broysc’s flagship. Quinn sighed and hit the ignore button, preparing to ignore an irrational half-hour long rant. Continue reading →

One of the chapters I’ve been looking forward to for a long time.

Another thing I’ve been listening to while I write is Crypt of the NecroDancer.

I know a lot of artists including me make the face they’re drawing, but I do it as a writer as well. Is that weird?

Chapter 9: Turning Tide

“Has our mysterious problem been solved? Are we active?”

“Sir, best guess is yes. All systems appear to be online. Your detonator should be live.”

“Then let’s pack up. We’ll blow this cavern and the Imperial Command Centre sky high.” Continue reading →

Name-dropped Murlesson (Sith Inquisitor) again. Akuliina doesn’t know he’s dating a sort-of Jedi, teehee.

Battle music provided by MGR:R.

Chapter 8: Weakness

She emerged from Baras’s office a few minutes after she’d gone in, her face coolly confident as always, but there was something… different about her. Some sort of nervous energy was showing through her mask of control.

He stepped forward. “What is your mission, my lady?”

“Nothing any of you can assist with,” she told them. “You’re all dismissed.” She hesitated. “I won’t lie, it’s a difficult mission. You may wish to prepare for reassignment.” She grinned. “Though it’s only a remote possibility.” Continue reading →

This chapter will be far, far more inappropriate when uploaded to ff.net : P

Chapter 7: The Scar

“You wished to speak with me, Captain?” Akuliina stood slim and straight in her grey dress in the door to the cockpit, looking at him with cool, detached interest.

It wasn’t fair. How could she mess with his head, even with his heart, and still appear so unconcerned on the turn of a credit? “My lord,” he said, and he saw her stiffen at the disused title. “Thank you for your attention. I must officially request to be reassigned.” Continue reading →

This was previously known as “After Hoth” but I decided to include it in the main fic.

Interlude: Warmth

As soon as she was aboard, she messaged him briefly on the commlink to stand off from the Hoth station into orbit and went to have a shower. A long, hot shower.

Half an hour later, she came into the cockpit and flopped gracefully into her command seat, curling up with her feet under her. “Mission accomplished. Xerander is dead. So is the Jedi he came to see.” Continue reading →