Murlesson cameo! Yay! (I plan to try writing more of his story after I’m done QoK)

There’s a bit in the middle I MIGHT edit; it’s too wordy and repetitious and doesn’t quite have the right tone. I can’t figure out how to fix it yet though. Maybe in another 6 months. If you can identify the spot, you get an internet cookie. : P

Some parts of this chapter refer to things that happened in the past, but that I haven’t written about yet. I’m planning to put them in when I write Rise of the Hutt Cartel or something. Also, the Twosong is the same name that I’ve used for my smuggler character’s ship since I was about 10 years old! : D

Chapter 4: Focus

Chapter 5: Loyalty

And then it was over. He turned to look, saw billowing fire rising where the warehouse had been, and when it had passed it revealed a flame-edged pit filled with tangled struts. He fell to one knee, hugging Akuliina’s unconscious body close to him, panting and shaking slightly. She wasn’t dead, his master, his wife, his–

His possessiveness surprised him, and he drew back a moment. Was this how she felt about him? What a pair they made. Still. Mine. Mine mine mine. She’s safe now. With me. Continue reading →

This one was a tough one, and it’s still not great. Better than before, though. Have some vaguely Quinn-related music! (And some more if you want more)

Chapter 3: Living Death

Chapter 4: Focus

“This is utter madness,” Quinn said to himself, spreading out the flimsi map on the table. Jaesa hadn’t been able to find any downloadable copies for their datapads so flimsi would have to do. Vette was sleeping in the corner, and Jaesa was lurking in the other corner, resting, even if not asleep. Some sort of cheap near-instant soup was heating on the stove; they’d eat after he’d made a plan and they could begin preparing to move out. Continue reading →

So you can tell this has changed substantially from the first draft just based on how different it is from the art I originally did of her wedding. Sadly no family butt-kicking at the wedding now, but instead an assassination attempt that makes a lot more sense than “throw troops at the person who mows down troops for a living (while she has back-up)” which was the original, haha.

Chapter 1: An Irritating Interruption

Chapter 2: Birth of a Storm

It was too quick for him to feel terror, and adrenaline left no room for such feelings anyway. The heat from the explosion washed over them, along with a fine shower of shrapnel; his ears were ringing. And still they were flying and beginning to fall…

He was jolted nearly out of Akuliina’s grip as she seized hold of the wing of a speeder that had braked hard to watch the explosion. The speeder rocked and the startled pilot accelerated hard, but Akuliina was holding on like grim death. Continue reading →

Here we go again! I wrote one version of this during Camp NaNoWriMo earlier this year, but I wasn’t satisfied with basically any of it so I’m taking another shot at it. It’s got more explosions, it’s more tightly written than before, more stuff makes sense… It’s also even darker and Akuliina is even more of a bloodthirsty space berserker dominatrix. You have been warned. Also I still haven’t played the expansions yet. And I probably won’t because EA is a sack of-

Btw someone gave me a really really nice comment on my Kotor 2 fic, which made me really happy, and part of the comment inspired a little bit of editing, particularly in adding a scene to Part 2. I also gave the fic an actual name, because it’s not really about Sith Lords lol. Continue reading →