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STAR WARS: GALACTIC TALES – BETWEEN THE EMPIRE AND THE REBELLION 1.21

krynn_avKnowing she was dreaming didn’t seem to help at all; the sensation was far too real. Aidenne could feel the collar around her neck, the chain, warmed by her skin, hung heavy down her back. She could sing here, but only the bawdy songs that entertained her master, his guests and, on occasion, her fellow slaves. But they were just faces to her. There was no need to make friends. Girls died here all the time.

The silken sheets clung to her legs as she tried to escape the dream itself, the winding cloth turning into hands that restrained her. She whimpered in her sleep. This wasn’t her life anymore. She’d found a way out; it had only cost her a little.

But still there was a tug on the chain, pulling her forward to sing, dance, or die. She couldn’t break away...

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STAR WARS: GALACTIC TALES – BETWEEN THE EMPIRE AND THE REBELLION 1.19

trey_avTrey, Arden, and Ures were gone. Generally an empty ship was cause for luxuriating in the privacy, shedding her clothes and carefully crafted proper persona for a more comfortable moment, however short it may be. But Nal Hutta was not a place to relax, and there were two mostly unfamiliar bodies on her ship.

Though her door was locked and she doubted sound would carry beyond the the Soul, Aidenne found her normal practices in these moments of solitude struggling to make it past her lips. Her voice would rise and swell, the song taking flight for a moment then fading away. Her other pursuits found similar disinterest, the tools of her trade partially reorganized then left to sit in their half random state...

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STAR WARS: GALACTIC TALES – BETWEEN THE EMPIRE AND THE REBELLION 1.17

arden_avAs Trey left the lounge followed by Arden, Krynn looked at Aidenne and asked, “Relax..?” This was strange. The briefing had lasted less than ten minutes, and they were already told to relax. This was much different than what he was used to.

“Relax, Krynn. Take this time to do something enjoyable.” The Diva’s golden eyes were filled with a certain sense of resignation. “You’re not going to get more explicit orders here.”

Krynn looked dejected, and sighed. “Very well.” He looked around the room at the others sizing them up. “Perhaps you should tell me who these people are and what roles they service on the vessel?”


The doors to Trey’s quarters slid open, “Are you nuts?” Arden spat as the door shut behind her, “The six people on this ship versus a whole luxury cruiser filled with guards?” Sh...

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STAR WARS: GALACTIC TALES – BETWEEN THE EMPIRE AND THE REBELLION 1.16

trey_avVullif sat on the bed, his head against the metal bulkhead, for some time after Bralor left his quarters. His eyes were closed and his breathing slow and regular, but the occasional twitch at the corner of his mouth or lift of an eyebrow belied something going on in his mind.

Eventually, his eyes opened and he moved to his desk, pushing the half-empty bottle aside. Picking up his personal datapad, he checked some news items, then checked through some other encrypted information he had on the device. Satisfied, he stood and pushed the metal chair under the desk, carrying the datapad with him as he pressed the intercom button next to his door.

“Hey, Arden. How long ’til we get to Durga’s interrogation?”

A voice tinged with static came back. “A couple hours. Why?”

With a smile, Trey clicked ...

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STAR WARS: GALACTIC TALES – BETWEEN THE EMPIRE AND THE REBELLION 1.15

krynn_avKrynn sat quietly in the room where he was told enjoying the quiet of the ship at rest and wondering what would be the reward for his long patience. Casually he looked about the room again. He had spent hours here waiting, and he was content to wait hours more. He casually looked to his side pulling open a drawer and examining the contents. Looking at how the diva arranged her things, and exploring what things she valued by their ease of access and care. He looked about the drawer at silken lacy garments that seemed like new without exception. He casually lifted one to notice a large collection of small bottles and vials assorted neatly next to a wooden box. As he saw the vials he couldn’t help but curl a small smile.

Still somewhat on edge from her discussion with Arden, Aidenne paused in...

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STAR WARS: GALACTIC TALES – BETWEEN THE EMPIRE AND THE REBELLION 1.14

bralor_avTrey stomped through the corridor, heading toward the cockpit. Arden had the ship on course for its meeting with Durga, a destination he was not looking forward to. He slid the door open and walked into the room, flopping down in the navigator chair as the door closed behind him.

“There’s no way we’re going to make this payment,” he mused.

“Gee,” Arden said sarcastically as she set the auto pilot and spun around, her arms folded, “I think someone was saying that starting about three months ago.”

“Well, we still owe sixty thousand on this thing… And we’ve only got half of this payment.” He leaned back and rubbed his temples. “We are so screwed.”

“We-ell I do believe that I told you so…”

Trey shot her an evil glare. “So you’ve said.” He looked out at the stars...

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STAR WARS: GALACTIC TALES – BETWEEN THE EMPIRE AND THE REBELLION 1.12

trey_av“So let me get this straight,” Trey said as he leaned against the bulkhead massaging his temples.”You guys got stuck with bad intel, too?”

Bralor nodded. “Yeah. The safe was bone dry.”

“Great. And all I got was her.”

“You know Arden’s right,” Bralor slid down into table “two empty hands tonight puts us a might short on a payment that’s already almost late.”

“So it was a bad night?” Diva Aidenne didn’t pause as she stepped into the room, her tall, blue-skinned bag carrier right behind her. “Here I was hoping we’d all have victory stories to share.”

“Aidenne,” Bralor smiled looking up on the diva, “please tell me a man died tonight.”

“Welcome back, Diva.” Vullif had a frown on his face. “Who’s your new sidekick?”

Aidenne ignored Trey’s question for the moment. “Yes, a man died...

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STAR WARS: GALACTIC TALES – BETWEEN THE EMPIRE AND THE REBELLION 1.11

diva_avKrynn walked with the Diva through the downtown area as they passed shops that were mostly closed and dark, but a few still bustled with activity. Most of the doors still open brimmed with sounds of laughter and alcohol. Krynn looked at the Diva as they walked without anything to say to the woman. Social interaction was something his training had never been big on. Discipline and protocol were well covered, but talking to people he had never been good at, so he just stared.

Though she was accustomed to having people stare at her, Aidenne found herself unnerved by his gaze. It was the way he did it. No lust, no adoration… just watching. Finally the silence was too much for her to take. “Have you seen anyplace that looks good? We’re supposed to be getting some food, you know,” she snapped.

K...

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STAR WARS: GALACTIC TALES – BETWEEN THE EMPIRE AND THE REBELLION 1.9

krynn_avIn the silent vastness of night the curled claws of the helpless Chiss taloncraft spun uselessly in a slow twisting churn through space. Light from a nearby star glinted off the hull as it rotated between the sides damaged by the Nagai turbo lasers. as the ship turned the inner sanctum of the cockpit existed with it’s own dawn and dusk every eight minutes as the only indication of the ages of time passing in it’s journey through the nothing towards a destination of nowhere. The light passed over it’s passenger without his every knowing. He had long ago lost himself to the utter boredom. Time meant nothing anymore. All there was for the dark passenger was anger. His rage at being left alone by his brothers stewing in agonizing impotence and isolation...

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Star Wars: Galactic Tales – Between The Empire and the Rebellion 1.3

diva_avAlsten Sarden didn’t look like a man about to die. The corpulent executive celebrated his promotion within the ranks of the Xucphra Corporation’s higher management in grand fashion. His trophy wife hanging on his arm, Alsten greeted his guests without even trying to hide his pride. He’d earned his promotion. He was important. He was going places. He was… a pompous ass.

Diva Aidenne looked around the well attended party with a small sense of pride. Though tonight’s concert had quickly grown from small private performance she’d first been contacted about, she was nothing if not flexible. The concert itself had gone flawlessly; of course, she demanded nothing less then perfection from herself in all facets of her work...

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