STAR WARS

Hello Admiral. You would not -believe- the mess I'm in now. First, I'm sent to this awful little planet called Paranoth to this spacer's bar. I swear I thought I was going to be mugged as soon as I walked in there. And yes, I stuck out. I was wearing my black and red jumpsuit... the one with all the synthetic firejewels. Some of this yokels actually thought they were real.

Well, in any case, I met up with my contact, Meric Faerivin. Obviously some sort of medical person. He takes me over to this table to meet some other people. First, this total kid named Dev. Wow. You can tell he's just hyper spastic and a fighter pilot wanna be. Then, there's Yahnna. She kinda looks like the young grizzled space veteran. At least, that's the attitude. But, I think, she's not as experienced as she pretends to be. She does put up a good front, though.

So, there we are, talking. Meric can't... won't tell us what the mission is. Too many ears in the bar. We get up and leave, winding our way through this horrible little space port and suddenly, I see Storm Troopers! And they are firing at us!! One even shot my hair! Yes. My hair. You know that made me furious. We shot back. I mean, why were they firing on us at all?! I did get the idiot who singed my hair. I wonder if I killed him. Part of me hopes so.

We run like the Dickens to Meric's ship and dive in. The pilot, Val, got us the heck out of there... Right into the arms of the awaiting Star Destroyer. Well, at least, that's what I was told. I didn't see any of it. I got really sick at the jump into space. I spent the entire fight in the bathroom, fighting with my stomach. I heard that Dev actually did a good job in the rear gunnery thing. But, he kept saying something about the Empire having a new type of fighter.

A lot of the crew got hurt in this dog fight but we managed to pull out of it, racing towards our mothership to save us. I'm not really sure how we managed to do it. I remember looking at what Meric was doing... Yahnna was talking to Dev about exploding a torpedo... Oh! Yeah. Our hyper drive engines barfed all over the place and it was race to see who got to whom, first. So, they were exploding a torpedo to stop the fighters and push us forward.

I'm not sure how it did it, but it did. I'm pretty glad, too. I don't think I would have wanted to explain why I, a Senator of Amador was fighting with Storm Troopers and running from the Empire. The torpedo blast knocked me for a loop. It really hurt. A lot.

When I regained my senses, we were looking at this rustbucket called the IMV Vallinor. I just could not believe that it was the mother ship. An Imperial Mining Vessel that was obviously some sort of massive freighter or mining ship...

*pause* *murmured words*

I have to go now. Waith wants to talk to us now. I'll talk to you again, soon.

End Log: 78135.133.19:04

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