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Chapter Twenty-Seven
Tattletale, Taylor realized, was a very clever little droid. Oh sure, she... It couldn’t communicate with anything beyond beeps and chirps, but she still managed to convey some emotions through those, enough that Taylor could grasp when the R3 unit was happy or excited or...
Chapter Twenty-Six
Taylor’s plan was, in a word, stupid. She knew it, her crew knew it, and even HK-47 knew it, though he seemed more than willing to go through with it despite its utter stupidity. Stupidity that ended with her being squeezed into the back of a flying taxi with eight droids...
Yeah. Had that discussion just recently. There's nothing in the code that says you need anger to make it work. Merely passion. I'm very passionate about writing, it doesn't anger me. Quite the opposite. So why would things need anger or hate to function when calm rational could work just as well?
Chapter Twenty-Five
Taylor resisted the urge to press a hand against her newly acquired facemask. It was an annoying but necessary piece of equipment on Anoat.
They had landed two days ago. Two days of searching somewhat fruitlessly for a lead.
The first day had passed in a flurry of...
Chapter Twenty-Four
The trip to the Anoat system had taken three and a half days.
It felt like forever. She had spent her share of time locked in small rooms, not counting the time she’d spent in jail. She knew what it was like to be cooped up without being able to go outside. But usually...
Chapter Twenty-Three
Thank you guys; without your help I could never write as much as I do!
She realized that at some point she was going to need to buy some furniture for her cabin. Proper furniture, beyond just the folding bed in the corner and the tiny desk with a small screen on it...
Chapter Twenty-Two
“You understand,” Dooku said as he led her down one of the many corridors of the capital ship. “That your coming here and your agreement to assist the Confederacy were both rather unexpected?”
When HK47 was done translating she nodded. “I do. And while I don’t mind...
Chapter Twenty-One
“That was something,” Xarly said. He was leaning back in the cantina bench, arms folded behind his head as he stretched his legs out under the table.
“Something? That’s all you have to say about it?” Qarry asked. She was nursing a drink, something orange that bubbled in...
Midiclorians were a mistake.
I treat them as a symbiotic lifeform that feeds off the Force and happens to like living inside people. Like a neat rather innocent bacteria. No more no less. They can still indicate Force sensitivity (more midiclorians being attracted to more sensitive people)...
Chapter Twenty
The Falleen homeworld was pretty enough, he supposed. A greenish ball, perched in empty space with a pair of small moons hovering around it and countless orbital stations dotting the sky all around it.
The aliens of the world were a strange lot, at once ready to kneel to their...
Chapter Nineteen
Time: Fifty-two minutes after the start of the Denon-Ryloth Hyperspace incident.
She felt a flinch, an impression of a warning that told her that she had to look away. She didn’t know where the instinct came from, but she listened to it, turning around and walking away from...
Chapter Eighteen
Time: Forty minutes after the start of the Denon-Ryloth Hyperspace incident.
Even after giving the order and having a good idea of what to expect, seeing the empty void of space filled with blue beams of light that rammed into the Hutt ship was startling.
Taylor gripped...
Chapter Seventeen
Time: Thirty-Seven minutes after the start of the Denon-Ryloth Hyperspace incident.
Skarsk felt the pirate ship docking with the Profits of Merchandising. It was just a small shiver running through the floor before the inertial dampeners came online and compensated for the...
Chapter Sixteen
Time: Twelve minutes after the start of the Denon-Ryloth Hyperspace incident.
“What kind of ship is this?” Taylor asked as she walked down the middle of a white-walled corridor. The sides were covered in panels that looked to be made of some hard plastic and her booted steps...