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Governor's Gambit - Star Wars SI into Imperial Governor

Another Idea I just had while listening to a video, on the Separatist ship there should have been buzz droids, with some modifications they could serve as both there destructive nature, but also a repair system for fighters and smaller ships.
 
But with the Governor? She could build him into the perfect killing machine, if only he didn't have all that work to do. So she resigned herself to making him a decent killing machine instead.

I can already see it now.

Perfect Killing Machines maintain Olympic level fitness and can perform a few techniques while blinded and missing an arm and both legs.

A more reasonable level athletic performance, a focus on being the VIP a bodyguard could ask for until engaged in direct CQB, where he holds his own capable of taking out thugs and canon fodder with ease and a serious threat makes him break out the decent killing machine moves.
 
None of that is important, however. What is important is the person sitting across from me with her arm in a sling and a black eye, pouting in her chair while I was signing documents.
Well, while I understand that this was a relatively lackadaisical "espionage mission", Las, and even the local rebels, are quite fortunate that Commander Grant managed to capture Agent Zyx so effectively.

"So, my job here is to turn Minda into a decent system within two years or be carted off to the Infantry frontlines to die in some pacification campaign. I don't want that, obviously, so I'm working hard to make the Minda system worthwhile. The problem with all that is that if I improve too many things, or the wrong things, or make too much noise and draw a lot of attention, then I'm going to get the attention of people higher up. I don't want that kind of attention, because it means more work, more danger, all while I just want to spend my time working to improve the system. Being a part of the Imperial bureaucracy, especially at this level, is a cutthroat game of politics more than it is about actually doing your job. I have absolutely zero interest in being a part of that game. I just want to do my job and avoid my death. So no, I don't want the credit. It would bring undue attention to me. Just let one of your bosses take the credit or something, I don't care. So long as it doesn't come crashing down on me it won't matter."

As I witnessed the shock on the faces of both her and the Commander, I sighed. "Ok, just because you don't get it doesn't mean I don't."
So, is this going to be a recurring thing for Las? Specifically, him going off on a lengthy intellectual rant about his beliefs and motives that contradict the average Imperial before somehow concluding that they don't understand what he is saying? It's already happened with Darna after Las's little speech about his stance against slavery, so I am now expecting Zyx, and maybe Grant, to have their little interlude about their reflection of Las and his recent speech.
 
As we exited my office, I stopped by Darna's desk, handing her the paper. She simply affirms with a nod. As I do this, a quick hand motion has Mugwuffin curling herself around Zyx's leg, keeping her attention away from my actions. Just to ensure she didn't look too closely at the document I was passing over.
"

You keep jumping from past tense to present - this happened in previous chapters but seems to be happening more in this one. Or I just happened to notice it more. For example, the paragraph above starts in past tense, switches to present, and ends in past tense again. There are multiple places like that in the chapter.

I gesture for one of the techs, and a minute later I have a data chip in my hand. I pass it to Zyx, pat her on the back, then look at the Commander.

"Please escort Ms. Mola to her ship, and contact the Captain to ensure she leaves the system without incident."

This was a very cold reaction from the MC - he is basically throwing her out. Did the guy he replace have such a bad relationship with his sisters? Isn't this a huge give-away if the relationship wasn't as cold? Also, his refusal to accept credit could also be very different from the previous personality - would the other guy have had the same perspective?

I think it would make sense to add the sister's POV and perspective at some point. How does she feel about getting kicked out of the system by her own brother, after a very short and rather cold conversation? Did she expect him to be this antagonistic?

And yes, I did name the Creature Mugwuffin. Saw someone's comment to name it Mr. Muffins or something along those lines, and I was thinking of McDonalds at the time and it all sorta combined.

Is this similar to naming the magic material in Avatar "unobtanium" and the main character in Snowcrash "Hiro Protagonist"? Is this supposed to be a clue for the future importance of the creature?
 
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This was a very cold reaction from the MC - he is basically throwing her out. Did the guy he replace have such a bad relationship with his sisters? Isn't this a huge give-away if the relationship wasn't as cold? Also, his refusal to accept credit could also be very different from the previous personality - would the other guy have had the same perspective?

I think it would make sense to add the sister's POV and perspective at some point. How does she feel about getting kicked out of the system by her own brother, after a very short and rather cold conversation? Did she expect him to be this antagonistic?
I mean... in universe he's basically been set up to fail - out of education and straight to governing - and that failure would result in his mother ensuring that he'd be sent to his death as an infantry soldier on the 'frontlines' (wherever that currently is). So the idea that he would be antagonistic makes sense in or out of character. After all, he's the perpetually overshadowed sibling who's been cast to the wolves. Not wanting to take credit, on the other hand.. shows he's a lot more humble and forward thinking than he'd likely have been previously perceived. Of course now he actually has a command and has become responsible for thousands upon thousands of lives, which can go a long way towards motivating that kind of personal growth.
 
I mean... in universe he's basically been set up to fail - out of education and straight to governing - and that failure would result in his mother ensuring that he'd be sent to his death as an infantry soldier on the 'frontlines' (wherever that currently is). So the idea that he would be antagonistic makes sense in or out of character. After all, he's the perpetually overshadowed sibling who's been cast to the wolves.

Maybe - it depends on his history, but we don't really know anything about the relationship that he had with his sisters. This one seemed to be pretty fond of him and wanted to tease him apparently. It's also possible that while the mother is a crazy bitch, the sisters doted on him, which is why he turned out to be so lazy - that too is a plausible situation for the little we know of this family's backstory.

Not wanting to take credit, on the other hand.. shows he's a lot more humble and forward thinking than he'd likely have been previously perceived. Of course now he actually has a command and has become responsible for thousands upon thousands of lives, which can go a long way towards motivating that kind of personal growth.

Again, it depends. If he used to be an unfeeling ass that didn't give a damn about anybody and tried to steal credit from others, this could be a huge departure. The point is we don't know, since so far it is not covered in the story.
 
IMPS: "Master plan carefull calculated so he doesnt mess with politics and gets to do whatever he wants in some backwater?!? What genius is this?!?"

MC: "I just want to do my civilization building, pet my force potential lizard/cat/alien, and enjoy my life as governor...why si everyone important messing with my area of space?!?"

yeah, i can see that potentially due to his hobbies people will start making connections that he may have been building up for this role. Crazy Mom/tarkinite while the sisters dotted on him? most likely...then the whole run away plan huh? well, lets see how much work he can get done about the whole corruption/spy plan going on. This was all probably just her playing around, and she really is that good...issue is she didn't expect hyper-loyal and very dangerous crazy-lady to be his defense for R&D.

as for his I-phone/data-pad? Well, looks like that and the excel spread sheets are going to be popular. though only for the higher ups (as usual).

i wish the man luck, and with how things are going i wonder if he is going to end up like the pentastar group? maybe as a potential colonization/fort/beacon for them?
 
Just because his sisters seems to love him and they show that love by teasing him, it doesn't mean that the MC perceived it that way. There's a reason why Zyx looked hurt when MC coldly told her that he doesn't believe that she's just actually visiting him.

So yeah, there's probably a lot of misunderstanding happening all around except for the Mom, based on Zyx's pov she seems to be a genuine bitch, more focused on reputation than loving her children.
 
Also, for those of you reading this on QQ. I am not doing smut, you degenerates. Make no mistake, I'm no pure soul myself, but this is, for all intents and purposes, my first real story. I, frankly speaking, don't trust myself to write even half-decent smut. I cross-posted on QQ because I wanted to expand my reader base and gain more feedback.
Why the fuck is it on NSFW board then?
 
Just because his sisters seems to love him and they show that love by teasing him, it doesn't mean that the MC perceived it that way. There's a reason why Zyx looked hurt when MC coldly told her that he doesn't believe that she's just actually visiting him.

So yeah, there's probably a lot of misunderstanding happening all around except for the Mom, based on Zyx's pov she seems to be a genuine bitch, more focused on reputation than loving her children.
For some reason I feel she's like this mom.

View: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=MwrjFSnQTZ4&pp=ygUkcHJlc3N1cmUgbWFrZXMgZGlhbW9uZHMgY2xvc2UgZW5vdWdo
 
Lol, sister sure does act hurt for someone who couldnt bother with him like the rest of his family. She decided to visit him more of a whim, at least it's my take.
Like, he was there for 8 months and noone even sent him a message? Just waiting for him to die off when (as they think) he fails the mission. At least from all their views depicted in the story they sure look at peace (or just dont care) with their brother's death and consider him cute distraction in their main course of life. Nobody tried to do anything to help him, just patiently waiting a moment his compassionate mother sends him to death. Fabulous family
 
Chp-14: Sisterly Views New
Chp-14: Sisterly Views

Alvi Mola
Lothal, Imperial Factory, Experimental Wing


"It's maneuvering is too slow."

Olrat looks up from his datapad as Alvi steps down from the prototype.

"What?"

"I said, the maneuvering is too slow. This thing is heavy, and that means that its maneuvering thrusters are doing far more work in-atmosphere."

He gives her a pointed look. "This isn't an atmospheric fighter. We're not trying to build the TIE/sk here."

"No" she shot back as she removed her helmet. "We're building a multirole starfighter. Multirole means it should excel everywhere, not just space. Just add it to the list"

The engineer thinks for a second as he marks the issue down on his terminal, navigating his newly updated terminal software. "Could we make the regular thruster larger? That would mitigate the stress."

Bottled water was chugged as Alvi wiped the sweat off her face and shook her head. "That would be expensive, wouldn't it? Also, that thing is already hot enough as it is. Aren't there supposed to be life support systems in there?"

Olrat sighed. "No, not yet. Those come in later. And will take up even more space. At this rate, we'll be stuck with either an oversized or overpriced TIE variant. Neither of which are good for us."

And so they sat there, contemplating and discussing the possible modifications to the prototype. Olrat's engineering expertise and Alvi's piloting skills allowed for a good back and forth problem solving talk.

So engrossed were they in trying to figure out how to get the Defender up to standards, that they failed to notice Grand Admiral Thrawn until he was already upon them.

"Greetings." He said in that signature gravely tone of his. "I see you two are quite enthusiastic about your roles."

The two quickly stood and saluted. ""Yes Sir!"".

"Good…now, what's wrong with the prototype?"

Olrat and Alvi shared a look, a silent battle of the eyes to determine who would have the displeasure of reporting bad news to the big boss. Alvi seemed to lose that battle.

"The maneuvering thrusters are too weak in the atmosphere to accomplish the necessary turning speeds. The only ways we've been able to theoretically solve the problem is either with maneuvering flaps in the s-foils, which will increase mechanical complexity and make the pieces even less compatible with other TIE lines, or increase the size of the thrusters themselves. None of the solutions we've come up with will allow the prototype to stay cheap enough to be a viable replacement for the basic TIE. Sir."

Thrawn humms. It's a distinctly dangerous sound, and everyone around him, from Olrat to Thrawn's own aides seem to break out into a sweat. As if they were all suddenly aware that there was a rancor in the room, and any sudden movement might seem them dead.

"The project has been turned in a…different direction. These fighters will no longer be replacements to the standard TIE line, and are to be relegated solely to ace pilots and other elites. Cost is now less of an obstacle."

Olrat's eyes seemed to shine, and as he and Alvi looked at one another, pure glee in their eyes.

"If that's the case, sir, then we have various alternative designs that are feasible that we could show you right now, if you wish."

The Chiss man quirked an eyebrow, but gestured for the engineer to continue. Olrat activated his terminal and navigated through his myriad files before settling on a few. Before he could continue, the Grand Admiral spoke up. "What kind of program is this?"

Olrat was speechless for a second. "Umm…it's a program Alvi gave me, sir. I ran it through an independent machine, and there were no viruses. It's just a good organizational program, sir."

Thrawn turned to Alvi, who felt incredibly exposed now that she was in the spotlight. "I-its a program my older sister sent me. Said that it was the only thing she could share about my brother's developments over holonet. I don't have a use for it, but I figured Olrat would."

"Have a copy prepared for me before the day's end. Now continue."

Olrat startled. "O-oh, yes, understood. Of the TIE variants we've concocted, the current Defender is the most easily constructible and fits the best within the parameters of the goals we're attempting to accomplish. While variants like the Seeker, Protector and Destroyer are more than possible, they are more specialized instead of being more multi-role like you asked. The Seeker is a more armed Interceptor, the Protector is a multi-role that's too large for it to fit in most TIE docking spaces, and the Destroyer is a purely heavy fighter that is too slow for the project parameters."

"The TRN also comes close to fitting the parameters, but is even more expensive as it requires an astromech droid and custom underslung laser cannons. Its smaller s-foils means increased durability, but at a steeper credit cost due to extra durasteel and a small generator to maintain power output.

"The closest we have is the TIE-X, which has a small enough frame, shields, hyperdrive, life support, increased maneuverability and firepower, and many of its internals are interchangeable with the rest of the TIE line. The problem is that it's theorized that the production of such a TIE would cost around 400,000 credits minimum, 100,000 more than the current Defender estimates."

Another humm. Another tense room. "Produce working prototypes of each of these. Theoreticals are not representative of reality. We will see how these ships truly fare."

And with that, Thrawn turned and left without ceremony. His mind was filled with possibility. Even if the multi-role fighter plan didn't work out, these variants had great potential for future use. And that program. It looked incredibly efficient.

A note was made in the back of his mind to look into Alvi's family further.
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Zyx Mola
Muunilinst System, HWK-290 Humble Darkness


She sat in the small communal space aboard her ship while it was being refueled, going over the things she had gotten from her trip to Minda.

Unfortunately, precious little had been brought back with her. That monster of a garrison commander had kept Zyx on her toes the entire time, leaving her unable to snatch any little bits or bobs from the labs.

What she had kept, however, was a recorder stashed in the lining of her pants. As she fished it out, she contemplated what she would do with it. That rant Las had made at the end of her visit intrigued her. It was so…like him, and yet at the same time not at all.

Las was no genius, that's for certain. Not like the rest of the family. He had jumped from subject to subject, hobby to hobby. After the initial success wore off, he would realize he had no natural talent in it and would drop it. So him actually putting in the work was not something she had seriously considered before now.

And it was actual hard work. None of the stations or terminals she had sliced indicated any outside help. Not a single odd cargo manifest. Not only that, but if he was naturally talented or had some secret backer, his eyes would not have bags like they did, nor would his office be filled with files and actual, physical paperwork instead of luxuries and niceties abound.

His little meltdown helped shed some light on him. The fear of death in the Infantry had led him to actually work hard in his new duties because he had no choice. As he got better and worked harder, he came to understand both his position and that he actually enjoyed his job. But then he realized that his now enjoyable position was in jeopardy because of the timeline mother dearest had given him. It made sense, in a way.

It also helped explain why he was acting so cold. Her being there must have seemed like one of mothers ploys. And considering his newfound love of his job, he saw her as a threat to that.

Doesn't make it hurt any less.

Regardless, she had to report this. All agents had to report what they got up to in their spare time. Price of the job and all.

Finally, she managed to get the recorder free. She would have words with the designer who made it such a tight fit.

However, when she tried to activate it, it didn't work. Multiple times, she tried to activate it, to no avail.

Then she remembered. When she was being escorted into the labs, she, like all the members of the party, was scanned by a trooper with an odd, paddle shaped device. It was apparently meant to check for explosives and possible contaminants. Instead, it was likely meant to quietly fry communication and recording devices.

She smiled. Las must have sent word ahead. The paper! He had gotten out of her chair with a document in hand, and it had been folded. He didn't have it in the elevator, so he must've given it to his secretary. It probably contained instructions that were sent to the labs before they got there.

Zyx smirked. Her little brother was growing up. Though she would have to pay him back for this someday. Just not today.

For today, she decided not to report his little rant.

Couldn't hurt.
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Hi there folks. Shorter chapter here, just cause I felt like I needed to keep writing so I churned this out. Was planning a third POV section from Las but it's past midnight and my ear hurts for some reason so I decided to toss it out like this. Next alt POV will prolly be the oldest sister. Gotta complete the trifecta, after all.

As always, feedback and commentary is appreciated.

Also, since I forgot to do this, I want to extend credit to all the amazing artists over on ArtStation who's designs I keep yoinking. I know that by linking the website proper I don't actually have to do this, but I felt like it anyways. The stuff over there is legitimately incredible. My dreams of drawing spaceships are currently in the 'boxes slapped together' stage, so I admire the time and skill it must've taken for the folks over there to get where they are today.

And of course, fan designs you want to toss my way are welcome. Just remember to credit the artist(s).

Thanks for reading!

-Freefaller
 
My view at least is that as MI she can't really take time off whenever she wants and if she's on a mission it could be weeks/months before she learns what happened to him and where he is. So not visiting earlier isn't a good argument about her being a bad sister. She tried to be playful and lighthearted which is something the old pre-insert MC would appreciate and something they probably did to each other before branching out.

Her offer of selling/spreading his patent on the PDA's was genuine and he would benefit from it even if they do their best to screw him over. He doesn't view it that way because discretion and relative anonymity is of way more value to him. She has no reason to know or guess that. Especially after having her arm broken and getting dragged all the way to his office.

The fact she can keep being playful and pouting after that means she is trying hard to be nice and such for his benefit.

The main issue is that the MC was very taken aback and worried about her spying and that view kind of doomed the interaction from his end. She saw it as a prank at worst. My guess is that this was the main reason this interacrion played out as it did, and the reason other interesting plot things will result from it.

PS - MI'd by author. Well my post was about ch.13
 
Oh no the MC has Thrawn's distant attention now. He's likely going to have a fun time picking apart his psychology.

Zyx is aware that Las has basically shaped the hell up to stay alive and is proud. She's aware he likely thinks she's part of their mother's schemes so she gets why he was curt but was still hurt by it. Also she noticed he pulled one over on her and was proud.
 

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