On The Liberty II

Growing up, my Ma was always telling me to try new things. 'course, she mostly said that to get me out of Da's garage and off to the amusement park or clubs with my friends.  She hated that I spent most of my free time with my hands on the guts of an engine instead of...other things.  But she'd be proud right now, 'cuz I definitely got "new things" going on.

Backing up a bit - I went to visit my friend Shara on a ship called the Liberty II. There's some awfully nice folks on board: A pretty medic named Vix and a cute teenage boy named Kalei. (He blushed the whole time I talked to him.  It was adorable.) I also met a nice man named Rival whose wife is somehow Shara's "duplicate" because of an "anomaly"....?  Yeah, I'm still working that one out.

And then there's the captain.  Sweet Stars of Alderaan.  Captain Ian Scarlet, who walks around like sex on a stick with his carefree speech and rugged good looks... 

The man can make a pink girl blush.


*downs a cold glass of water*


Anyway -

They've welcomed me very kindly and I'm learning all about the ship and deuterium and antideuterium and dilithium crystals....  That warp core down in Engineering is a big ol' mass of thrumming energy and I might just take him home with me. 


Back to now - A coupla days ago, the crew got a message that they were being sent on a dangerous mission. I'd never heard of the place but they said bad things happened the last time they were there.

Everybody got scared and worried and it might've been really stoopa of me, but I got the okay to tag along.  Not sure how much good I'll do with all this foreign tech, but I catch on pretty quick.

I'm s'posed to stay on the ship when they all go down for the negotiations, but I wish I'd brought my weapons, just in case.  I got my wrist darts like always and they got good blasters here - 'cept they call 'em phasers - but I'm partial to my own.

I'd have brought my gear if I'd known, but I hadn't planned to leave so soon after getting home.  Then Shara commed and...it had been so long.  I missed her. Didn't even realize how much I'd missed her until I heard her voice.  All this time apart, and I still crave the softness of her kiss and long for the comfort of her bed.  She warms my body and soothes my soul.  (Not to mention that our time alone would inspire jealousy even back on Zeltros.)

The thought of what happened the last time I left for a quick trip makes my stomach twist in knots and I can't really talk about it yet. The nightmares haven't stopped and my sweet Disco thinks I might need to see someone about it.  I dunno.  Maybe.

Or maybe it's because of the nasty affair with the slavers that I need to be here right now.  Not for the stress of the mission, but to be on the fighting side this time.  They say there have been kidnappings and all I can think of is those horrible days when I was held and I want to hurt any  sleemos who'd do that to innocent people.

Whatever happens, I want to help them.  There's no Jedi or lightsabers here, but there's good people with good hearts.  And I think that's really all that counts.