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Star Wars (All) › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
2,580
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0
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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The Right
Within the security office aboard the ISD Delineator, Agent Symun Kurr, an older man who had served Imperial Intel’s interrogation/analysis division since its inception, stood at attention before the holopad in front of him as the imposing black form of Lord Darth Vader shimmered into view from half way across the galaxy.
Beads of sweat formed on Kurr’s furrowed brow, as he waited to speak with the Emperor’s most trusted and powerful servant. A nervous Kurr was only slightly relieved that he could make his report from a distance, on the off chance that the findings were not to Vader’s liking.
“Agent Kurr, what have you to report?” Vader demanded; the sound of the Dark Lord’s distinct breathing apparatus could be heard under the deep, mechanized baritone voice that filled the room, commanding instant respect from any one listening.
“My lord,” began Kurr, “the information gleaned from the female prisoner by Captain Roshuir regarding an Alliance weapons factory on Degass II has been verified…Captain Roshuir personally led a successful assault, destroying the facility and capturing several Rebel leaders and their smuggler contacts.”
Kurr put an emphasis on the next statement as he and his agents were pleased to discover that Roshuir had stumbled upon an important meeting of Alliance officials and had the foresight not to blow them all away.
“An immediate interrogation of the new prisoners by my agents resulted in the discovery of additional facilities on Terew and Derra V,” he finished with some pride.
“Good,” intoned Vader, “Tell Major Roshuir, I am most pleased.”
“I shall do so, my lord,” answered Kurr; knowing Roshuir would be very pleased with his promotion. “Do you have any further orders?”
“Yes, “ Vader replied. “Issue Roshuir a rank bar, then inform him he is to report to the Rizak penal colony located in the Braxant Sector in the Deep Core and take command.”
Kurr nodded, thinking Roshuir was exceedingly fortunate. Rizak was known to be one of the most prestigious detention centers in the Empire.
“And see that the female prisoner is handed over to the Major…to serve time on Rizak…until he deems her rehabilitation is complete. That is all.”
“As you have wish, my lord,” Kurr gave a military nod, still standing at attention as the flickering image of Vader dissolved into nothingness.
Lucky men like Roshuir get all the credit, thought Agent Kurr as he pulled out his datapad, ready to carry out Lord Vader’s orders.
Of course, it helped to have a beautiful Rebel fall in love with him. If it weren’t for her, Kale Roshuir wouldn’t have been in the right place at the right time.
* * *
Some years later.
After a lengthy period of rehabilitation, Kale and Deena were married in a civil ceremony officiated by Grand Admiral Pellaeon…who made Kale a Moff…and Deena a Mrs. Moff!
The couple had lots of babies and lived happily ever after, because the Rizak penal colony was located on the planet that became Bastion, a loyal Imperial world, untainted by the New Republic, Galactic Alliance…or whatever liberal, unstable government Deena’s former political companions happened to throw together.
Yes, it could be said that after declaring her love for Kale and the Empire, the former Deena Shan was finally in the right place…at the right time.
Beads of sweat formed on Kurr’s furrowed brow, as he waited to speak with the Emperor’s most trusted and powerful servant. A nervous Kurr was only slightly relieved that he could make his report from a distance, on the off chance that the findings were not to Vader’s liking.
“Agent Kurr, what have you to report?” Vader demanded; the sound of the Dark Lord’s distinct breathing apparatus could be heard under the deep, mechanized baritone voice that filled the room, commanding instant respect from any one listening.
“My lord,” began Kurr, “the information gleaned from the female prisoner by Captain Roshuir regarding an Alliance weapons factory on Degass II has been verified…Captain Roshuir personally led a successful assault, destroying the facility and capturing several Rebel leaders and their smuggler contacts.”
Kurr put an emphasis on the next statement as he and his agents were pleased to discover that Roshuir had stumbled upon an important meeting of Alliance officials and had the foresight not to blow them all away.
“An immediate interrogation of the new prisoners by my agents resulted in the discovery of additional facilities on Terew and Derra V,” he finished with some pride.
“Good,” intoned Vader, “Tell Major Roshuir, I am most pleased.”
“I shall do so, my lord,” answered Kurr; knowing Roshuir would be very pleased with his promotion. “Do you have any further orders?”
“Yes, “ Vader replied. “Issue Roshuir a rank bar, then inform him he is to report to the Rizak penal colony located in the Braxant Sector in the Deep Core and take command.”
Kurr nodded, thinking Roshuir was exceedingly fortunate. Rizak was known to be one of the most prestigious detention centers in the Empire.
“And see that the female prisoner is handed over to the Major…to serve time on Rizak…until he deems her rehabilitation is complete. That is all.”
“As you have wish, my lord,” Kurr gave a military nod, still standing at attention as the flickering image of Vader dissolved into nothingness.
Lucky men like Roshuir get all the credit, thought Agent Kurr as he pulled out his datapad, ready to carry out Lord Vader’s orders.
Of course, it helped to have a beautiful Rebel fall in love with him. If it weren’t for her, Kale Roshuir wouldn’t have been in the right place at the right time.
* * *
Some years later.
After a lengthy period of rehabilitation, Kale and Deena were married in a civil ceremony officiated by Grand Admiral Pellaeon…who made Kale a Moff…and Deena a Mrs. Moff!
The couple had lots of babies and lived happily ever after, because the Rizak penal colony was located on the planet that became Bastion, a loyal Imperial world, untainted by the New Republic, Galactic Alliance…or whatever liberal, unstable government Deena’s former political companions happened to throw together.
Yes, it could be said that after declaring her love for Kale and the Empire, the former Deena Shan was finally in the right place…at the right time.