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A Flower On The Smugglers' Moon.

Despite Grace's size, a year is a long time to stay cooped up on a starship, and when Quinn joined Isabelle's rebels she'd imagined a life of, well, rebellion, whilst the other members had spent that time running small Guerrilla operations against the Empire, the most action Quinn had seen was the odd and uneventful patrol, she was itching to contribute to the team, and she may finally have that chance. The mission sounds simple, meet with a contact on the Nar Shaddaa, and exchange payment for information, not a glamorous job, but if she can pull it off it could finally be the chance she needs to prove herself, what could go wrong?

Well, the Force works in mysterious ways, and on the Smugglers' Moon anything can happen, as Quinn awaits her briefing, far far away eyes gaze upwards towards the stars, a young child without a name, resigned to a fate of squalor and starvation, feels something, a ripple through the Force, it's something she cannot understand, a feeling completely alien to her: Hope.
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Pelted with rocks, the girl lets out a desperate scream, and with it a shock-wave with force enough to shatter the Duracrete beneath her feet, and send waves all along the reservoir...

She has a natural gift with the Force, incredible potential, however lacking the knowledge to use it at will.

As ever feedback is always appreciated.

Story written by SlingBlade87 & MidoriNoHonoo

"Blue" (c) MidoriNoHonoo

Description
A Flower On The Smugglers' Moon.

Despite Grace's size, a year is a long time to stay cooped up on a starship, and when Quinn joined Isabelle's rebels she'd imagined a life of, well, rebellion, whilst the other members had spent that time running small Guerrilla operations against the Empire, the most action Quinn had seen was the odd and uneventful patrol, she was itching to contribute to the team, and she may finally have that chance. The mission sounds simple, meet with a contact on the Nar Shaddaa, and exchange payment for information, not a glamorous job, but if she can pull it off it could finally be the chance she needs to prove herself, what could go wrong?

Well, the Force works in mysterious ways, and on the Smugglers' Moon anything can happen, as Quinn awaits her briefing, far far away eyes gaze upwards towards the stars, a young child without a name, resigned to a fate of squalor and starvation, feels something, a ripple through the Force, it's something she cannot understand, a feeling completely alien to her: Hope.
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Previous Page -- Next Page

Pelted with rocks, the girl lets out a desperate scream, and with it a shock-wave with force enough to shatter the Duracrete beneath her feet, and send waves all along the reservoir...

She has a natural gift with the Force, incredible potential, however lacking the knowledge to use it at will.

As ever feedback is always appreciated.

Story written by SlingBlade87 & MidoriNoHonoo

"Blue" (c) MidoriNoHonoo