The Alternate Universe Weekly Challenge Thread
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09.11.2012 , 01:26 PM |
So this AU begs the question that has been brought up in the Quinn discussions that have been happening in this and the other weekly challenge thread recently.
What if, Quinn was a woman? Would everyone's favorite Imperial Captains actions and character be more sympathetic if Malavai was a woman? I've thought about doing a gender bender for dear Captain Quinn for a while, but other ideas took over. Jaesa is also going to change, aka Jaesa will be Jesse (a boy) only because the amount of estrogen would be overwhelming.
Male SW Anders Ordic, Vette, and Lieutenant Miranda Quinn.
Friends and Allies. SW Balmorra spoilers.
Lieutenant Quinn strode through the nearly empty Sobrik streets to the command station, getting some fresh air before the scent of ozone and explosives fill the atmosphere again. She stopped long enough to watch a red sun rise. A tendril of thick black hair escaped her bun, and not for the first time did she think of cutting it all off, short. She never would, her long ebony locks were her only point of vanity, even if it was twisted and pinned up into a severe bun ninety seven percent of the time. She strode to the holo then checked the time, she was exactly one minute early, she fell into parade rest and waited for Baras to call.
“Lieutenant Quinn, good, we have much to discuss.” The large masked Sith appeared in the usual washed out pale blue.
“My Lord. I am at your disposal.” Miranda Quinn bowed deeply and respectfully at the man who had saved her dignity and career.
“My newest apprentice will be arriving on Balmorra, coordinate your efforts with his, and lend your expertise. Perform well in this assignment, and your star may yet rise again Quinn.”
“Then I hope to exceed expectations my Lord!” She kept the pleasure at the prospect out of her voice, maintaining a respectful and deferential tone.
“Contact me when he arrives.” The holo clicked off and Quinn found herself alone again, she found herself smiling, anxious even at the assignment ahead. This apprentice could very well be her ticket off of Balmorra. She cleared the Cheshire grin from her lips as the first of her subordinates entered the room.
It was mid-day and one of her Scouts had returned with less than pleasing reports. He stood before her, nervous, Quinn had a well-deserved reputation of driving her people hard, and getting results. They feared failure, and as such almost never did. Today was different.
“Sir, I apologize sir, it was the best I could do.” He timidly offered her his useless apologies and excuses.
“If that’s your best you’re useless to me.” Her blue eyes were like daggers, and even though the soldier stood several inches taller than her, he cowered, pathetic. “I can shoot you dead with a clear conscience. Is that what you want?”
“Then focus Jillings. Dismissed.” When the Scout left she found herself being appraised and judged.
She turned to face the intruder, he wore twin blades at his hips, a large red tattoo covered the left half of his face, encircling one of his two cool green eyes. His armor was short and practical, not the long robes she had often seen. The light in the room highlighted the flecks of gold in his short chestnut hair, he was leaning against the door way a sardonic grin on his face. The apprentice. He watched Jillings leave as he crossed the doorway. He sauntered in slowly, Miranda noted the bright blue Twilek who trailed after him, but paid her no mind. She gave the apprentice a short bow.
“I apologize for the delay my Lord. Lieutenant Miranda Quinn, I am to be your liaison here on Balmorra.”
“I am Anders Ordic, apprentice to Darth Baras. It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance Lieutenant” He replied in a rich yet faintly rough voice.
“Likewise my Lord.” She felt herself unable to look away from his face, she noted that he had a long angular scar running across the bridge of his nose under his tattoo, and that he wore a perpetual look of teasing mockery on his face. He was still grinning.
“Please, call me Anders.” He offered his hand, and Quinn took it, and it was strong, warm and firm. The touch coupled with the familiarity gave her momentary pause, unsure how to answer him.
“I..I shall endeavor to try my Lord.” Her response earned a soft chuckle from the Sith, and Quinn felt her cheeks burning, she was actually blushing, she hadn’t blushed since she was a girl. “Lord..Baras is waiting for your call.” She actually paused considering calling him by his first name, but decided against it, better to be safe.
Out in the sunlight after the briefing Vette nudged Anders as they gathered their things and checked the map for their first objective.
“Sooooo. She’s cute!” Vette gave a knowing smile.
“I don’t know what you mean my dear Vette?” He gave his companion a side long glance.
“Ew, don’t call me, “my dear”, it’s creepy, especially since you’re old enough to be my dad.” She said as she made a face.
“I am not and you know it! I’m old enough to be your much older brother.” Anders spoke with faked hurt in his voice.
“Fine brother, it’s still kinda icky, you didn’t answer my question about Lieutenant Prime and proper. Did you see her blush? Poor girl.” Vette was speaking animatedly, as she loaded her pistols with new power cells.
“First, you didn’t ask a question to begin with, and yes I did see her blush. She is quite lovely, although I hope she is competent. Ask me again when we’ve finished our task here.” Anders did grin, Lieutenant Miranda Quinn had indeed blushed rather prettily, he would have to make her blush again next time they met.
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