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Iwan Starsnow


“Well, it’s probably because I’m new to the group, but I feel like I’m not a normal addition. I helped unlock that Astro droid’s memory for Zar’kun, but that’s about the o oh thing I was really go for. Now I’m just... hanging around.”
Great! I'd rather have a flesh and blood medic than one of those faulty 2-1B droids. No offense, NED.
Iwan Starsnow


I can’t help but crack a slight smile. “It’s kinda funny, I’m at least five years older than him, yet I feel like the younger sibling sometimes.” I give Jerus a thankful look. “I really appreciate your father giving me the chance to train and be part of something bigger. I just fear I won’t live up to his expectations. Its like I’m not a real part of the team. I’m just tagging along.”
Iwan Starsnow


“Maybe you should have.” I look away for a few seconds before saying, “I didn’t mean that. I’m sorry. I just feel like everyone hates me, or that I’m in the way all the time. Even my own brother wants nothing to do with me. And Korre... she puts on a good face, but I know deep down she can’t stand the sight of me. You should have heard the way she screamed when....” I prop my bed on my fists. “I triggered something in her. I messed up and got too close too fast and... whatever it is that happened between her an Gendry came flooding back. And it’s my fault.”
Iwan Starsnow


“It’s nothing. I just... I feel like a complete idiot. I wasn’t thinking straight and I did something really stupid. I forgot Master Zar’kun’s teachings about being mindful of my feelings, and not letting them get the better of me, and I acted without considering the consequences and...” I sigh, exasperated. “It’s Korre. I... I really like her. I have no right to, and I was stupid to think she could ever like me back considering... but I just wanted it to be real. I let myself get carried away in my own head and I... made mistakes.”
Iwan Starsnow


I look up. “Oh, hi Jerus. It’s alright, I guess. Better than hanging around a bunch of droids. That’s for sure. Some of them have even tried inviting me to their table, but I declined. I kinda... want to be alone right now.” I lower my head, silently wishing Zar’kun was here. I could use his wisdom.
Iwan Starsnow


I sit alone in the great hall of Organa Castle. I am eating an admittedly delicious meal, prepared by one of the extremely skilled chefs employed by Lord Organa. However, I didn't find I had much of a mind for appetite. All I could think about was how things had ended with Korré. Deep inside, I could feel this growing sense of dread. Every time I closed my eyes, all I could see was her scared face, and the hideous grin of a man who wore my face.
Jorg Sucal


I sit in the Senate Rotunda, watching along with the rest of the Senate as a giant hologram of former-senator Armond Organa speaks. On the right side of my central podium sits Carice Malori, posing as my Chief Of Staff. On my left is a Tob Dokkins, my Vice Chair. Given the Neimoidian tendency towards currupt business, it is ironic that Tob is completely out of the loop regarding my true nature.

Outside, I can hear the muffled sounds of bombs hitting the shields over the Senate District. I didn’t care if I had to siphon all the power from across the planet. I refused to let that shield fall.

Armond Organa


My hologram addresses the senate. “My friends and former colleagues in the Senate. Word has reach us that the Mandalorian armada has launched a full scale assault against Coruscant, hoping to claim it as their own. We on Alderaan sympathize with you trapped on the planet, and we especially feel for the common people who have lost homes, property, and loved ones. Queen Katei prays that everyone is able to find safe shelter until this crisis has ended.

“Several months ago, Alderaan cut all ties with the Republic, and I was forced to abandon my place in the Senate... but that does not mean we have turned out backs upon you. Though we are unhappy with the current leadership of the union, we will never turn turn a blind eye to people who are in need of help. That is why Alderaan is preparing to send aid ships, carrying medical supplies, food, and temporary shelter equipment for all those displaced by the fighting. Though our military force is meager compared to the Mandalorians, we also plan to add whatever we can to the Republic defensive fleet, and help drive the invaders off for good.

“Have hope, people. Alderaan has not forgotten you. For we know that we’re we in the same situation, you would not hesitate to show us the same kindness. Armand Organa out.” The hologram disappears, and immediately the rotunda bursts into chaos as everyone begins to talk at once.

Jorg Sucal


I hide a look of disgust. That Organa lord is clever, but if he hopes to turn the Republic against me...

I motion for Dokkins, and he calls for order in the Senate through his microphone. Once the room as settled, I begin to speak. “Good people, I know this offer sounds promising, but allow me to remind you that it was House Organa that once harbored the Revolution leader, Salazar Greshh. These people can not be trusted.”

Coruscant Senator


“He offers aid to my planet! We must accept!”

Corellia Senator


“Alderaan is famous for conducting peaceful negotiations, Chancellor! Their involvement with the Revolution was clearly an attempt to end the fighting! Do not think we have forgotten how you responded!”

Jorg Sucal


“If you refer to the bombardment of Organa Castle, allow me to remind you ALL that those orders were given Marek Folee during his brief tenure as my replacement, while I was still in recovery from the attempt on my life carried out by the Revolution.”

Coruscant Senator


“What does it matter? Alderaan is willing to forget the past! You clearly are not! My people are dying outside the shielded zones! We need that aid!”

Malastare Senator


“As I understand it, Senator, your people are beginning to side with our invaders! I’ve seen the graffiti on the walls, and heard the chanting in the streets! They see the Mandalorians as liberators!”

Onderon Senator


“After seeing how far this administration has fallen, perhaps they would prefer Mandalorians.” His words cause a hush to fall over the rotunda, everyone glaring at each other, unsure of how to reply.

Jorg Sucal


“I’ve heard enough. This session is over. I will not stand for this type of treasonous talk any further!” I press the button to lower my pod, and again the Senate bursts into outrage. I was losing their confidence, I knew, but I didn’t care. They talk about me in secret meetings, plotting how best to remove me from office... but that doesn’t matter. My webs were already spread too far to be untangled. Any motion they purposed against me would be shot down in an instant by one of the hundreds of senators I still had in my pocket. And besides, anyone who gave me any real trouble could easily end up as another casualty of the Mandalorians.

My plans were almost complete. I only needed one more piece to the puzzle... and my victory was assured.

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Shweet, now just to figure out Callsign and homeworld, then I can move on to the rest of the sheet.


Doesn't matter what your callsign in, bro. Everyone is just gonna call you 'The Human'. Haha
HJ Twilight


"Yeah, let's get back. I've had enough of this place anyways." I climb into the cockpit and start up the liftoff sequence. "Once he wit hyperspace, I'll go down and see if I can at least relieve some of her pain. Clean up some of the worst of the damage and figure out what else needs doing." I guide the ship out of the hanger and start flying away from the Foundry. I can see the wreckage of both Republic and New Imperial ships floating in space, but the only fleet still remaining the latter. It is unlikely that the whole Republic fleet was destroyed, and it is more likely that what remained retreated out of the system when it was clear the battle was lost... or maybe they simply had other, more important engagements to deal with. Either way, our way out was clear of danger, and hopefully soon, we'd be back on Alderaan with the others. As I punch in the coordinates, I take one last look back at the asteroid station and the New Imperial fleet surrounding it. We may have taken one of Sucal's best weapons out of his hands... but we also just handed it to the woman would no doubt be our next great adversary.

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