{"id":27,"date":"2008-05-22T23:37:35","date_gmt":"2008-05-23T03:37:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.auroraforce.org\/blog\/?p=27"},"modified":"2009-04-18T00:17:27","modified_gmt":"2009-04-18T04:17:27","slug":"vong-war-annals-longer-day-52208","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.auroraforce.org\/blog\/?p=27","title":{"rendered":"Vong War Annals – “Longer Day” 5.22.08"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 It was that last moment of the sun’s light for the day now, where it no longer filled you with warmth even though the warm colors it bled across the sky around you made it feel like it should be.\u00a0 Instead, the cool air of the night started to sneak it’s way in, pushing the day’s heat aside.\u00a0 Kiiara felt like she could identify with it more than any other time of day or year.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 She had been hiding inside of the small alcove for several hours know, her joints beyond the point of simple anger with her now and the unpleasant stench of dried blood and sweat creeping up her nostrils.\u00a0 The blood wasn’t hers, which seemed to amplify the discomfort ten fold.\u00a0 No, she had escaped relatively unharmed, just like she always did…a few scrapes, a good bruise on her right cheek, and her lekku–if one could call them that–a little tender.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Being a half-breed between a human and a Twi’lek had some advantages, at least.\u00a0 Punching, or even just grabbing and squeezing, a regular Twi’lek’s lekku would be enough to knock them out cold if not give them permanent damage.\u00a0 Growing up as she had around female Twi’lek slaves, she had seen plenty of times how their keepers would exploit that particular vulnerability.\u00a0 She had seen a lot of things.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Being a half-breed had several disadvantages<\/em> as well, though.\u00a0 For one, she didn’t quite look like a Twi’lek nor a human which meant she didn’t blend with either.\u00a0 Humans and Twi’leks were quick enough to realize what<\/em> she was, though, which brought either looks of pity or disgust to their faces no matter how hard they tried to hide it.\u00a0 Her lekku were shorter, lighter and thinner at the base than a Twi’lek’s lekku, protruding out from the back of her skull and going just barely past her shoulders.\u00a0 They flung around almost like some kind of dreadlocks or tendrils.\u00a0
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 She would never know what it was like to give birth to a child, either.\u00a0 As it was with nearly all inter-species offspring, in the rare case offspring was actually conceived from two different species they were always born sterile.\u00a0 The DNA may be able to mix, but it couldn’t create a new form of reproduction.\u00a0
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Kiiara scratched her brow, then resting against the palm of her hand while she continued watching the sun and it’s descent.\u00a0 It wasn’t like it mattered though, enough people had forced themselves upon her growing up a slave that she probably would have been made sterile anyhow.\u00a0 She shuddered to think of going back to that place, her fingers unconsciously tapping the emitter of one of her sabers.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 The sun disappeared on the horizon now, and as ordered she flipped on the broadcast of her personal locater beacon and made herself become more alert.\u00a0 While the signal was on a coded channel, it wouldn’t take long for the Citadel’s communication center to pick up a foreign signal being sent out from their city.\u00a0 Especially with a dozen dead agents through the southern section of the city.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Minutes dragged on for weeks it seemed now.\u00a0 The hair under her leather headpiece–another surprise of being a half-breed, which she actually liked though she chose to keep it hidden most of the time–itched something fierce, and her own smell was started to make her feel nauseated.\u00a0 As if an answer to her unspoken plea, her comlink chirped.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Kiiara closed her eyes for a moment, willing the Force to enter her body and fill her with it’s embrace.\u00a0 It felt like a guilty indulgence to her sometimes, after having so little growing up, and she let herself enjoy it as much as she had the first time.\u00a0 The pains went away in her joints, blood flowed to her muscles and got her ready to move.\u00a0 Like a flash, she jumped out of her hiding place, bounding across two rooftops and let the Force carry her up high atop the tower she had put the locator’s beacon on top of.\u00a0
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Equally as fast, a Corellian VCX-820 swooped down from the sky and pulled up alongside her with alarming proximity.\u00a0 Had the pilot pulled in any closer it would have knocked her from the tower, though she knew as well as the pilot did that wouldn’t have happened.\u00a0 She waited a long moment for the ramp to lower and she jumped across the open sky between them, finding the warm hand of Jeir Katarn waiting for her inside the ship.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 “Thanks, Dad,” she said.\u00a0<\/p>\n

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\n–Jinx<\/p>\n

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