Jul31, 2014

Hard to convince myself that I’m not in pain.

Jul30, 2014

I think I’ll write out the whole story of how Ayy came to Pub space from ryloth..

Jul30, 2014

Probation Violation

The image flickered on the console, a silver-haired man peering back from the holo-image.

"I was wondering when you would check in. You’re late."

Ayy’ziveri exhaled a lazy cloud of smoke of her cigarra, leaning back in her office chair. It protested with a faint squeak as she pushed it to the limit, kicking her armored boots up on the desk.

"Mah apology, Captain. I ‘ad delay."

The older gentleman’s mouth drew into a grim thin line. “You left Hutt space- and Republic territory. We tracked your signal to Kaas. That could be considered a violation of your probation, you do realize.”

The captain shuffled through holo screens on his datapad, never losing his serious expression.

Ayy grimaced and tapped her ash away. “Tagwa, I know. Is not my meaning to stay z’ere. I go follow Sit’, and—”

"Oh, for the love of—" the captain slammed his datapad down, startling Ayy. "You should know better than to chase after something so dangerous! For force sake, Ayy!"

The captain took a breath. “You’re alive.. We have that, at least. Ayy, what were you thinking?”

Ayy looked away, embarrassed. She chewed the end of her cigarra, puffing on it lightly. “I sorry, At’anial. Is my ka’re- I worry for ‘im- so I go see zees sit’ z’at want ‘is ‘elp.”

Athanial’s expression softened. “Ayy, sweetie, you can’t keep blaming yourself for what happened to Siolo- and more importantly, you can’t keep putting yourself in danger- I’m sure your fiancé is a smart one. And if he’s not, then be doesn’t deserve you anyway.”

Ayy whined and swung her legs down, planting her feet on the floor. “He is best ka’re, At’anial.. I just.. I worry.”

Athanial nodded. “I know, sweetie. I know. Listen, Ayy.. I need you to come in for a debriefing on the Kaas incident. I think I can smooth this all over, keep your probation intact.”

The captain tapped at his datapad as he spoke, his clear eyes focused on his work.

"And, I want you to get checked out while you’re here. Full physical, like the old days."

The Twi’lek rolled her eyes, spinning in her chair. “I fiiiine,” she protested. “I just ‘ave stitches z’at are ‘ealing is all!”

Athanial stopped typing, clasping his hands together. “Starshine, please? Do this for me? If not for me, do it for your ka’re. Don’t keep us worrying.”

Ayy huffed and extinguished the cigarra, throwing her hands up in defeat. “Fine, fine! I come in for ze exam.”

Athanial grinned. “Atta girl. Oh, and one more thing- you better have an invite for me to this wedding of yours- no eloping Bantha shit like you pulled before. I mean it- don’t make me tell your Ma.”

This elicited a small smile from Ayy. “Tagwa. I promise— I see you soon, At’anial. We talk zen.”

"See you then. Triton, out."

Ayy rubbed at her eyes and stared at console long after Athanial’s image disappeared. No matter how fast she ran, it seemed the past was always right there- waiting for her.

Jul29, 2014


As anyone that follows my blog knows: I had two major surgeries in the past month; I’m out of work for at least another three months.
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Jul29, 2014

No sympathy for devils.