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11.13.2012 , 08:42 PM |
Functioning at Optimal Efficiency!
Ukaita and Scourge
AU in which our intrepid Chiss Sith (try saying that five times fast), Ukaita, and the smexy Emperor's Wrath, Lord Scourge (who is a bit more emotional than his "real" universe counterpart as well as still being employed) attempt to stop the Emperor from Destroying All Life in the Galaxy (really, what's one galaxy between friends, eh?). Bonus Mission: Fill power vacuum and take the throne for her...his...um...someone's own!
"For the Empire!"
Ukaita laughed in delight at the droid's cheerfully patriotic ramblings. "Awww, it's so CUTE!" she crooned, patting its turrets, "Can we keep him?"
Scourge leaned against the holoterminal. "It will do," he said, eyeing the battle droid. The paint job was sloppy - a red Imperial symbol spraypainted on the black painted chassis.
"Sir! I stand ready to serve! Those Republic scum will not threaten tyranny and oppression again!"
Scourge raised an eyebrow. "Strange conversation protocols indeed."
"You really think this will work?" Ukaita asked, hopping up to sit on the edge of the holoterminal next to the Sith. The dancer costume she still wore did little to contain her curves.
"The Emperor feeds off the emotions of those he fights. Droids have no emotions. This tool will reduce his advantage," Scourge said, looking steadily past the Chiss.
"And what about the Emperor's Wrath? Does he have emotions? Or is he just a really good kisser?"
He looked down at her with a scowl. "Don't push me."
"Just sayin," she said as she bounced off the holoterminal and leaned into his chest, "three hundred of years of experience - would be a shame to waste it." She grinned cheekily up at him.
Scourge glared at her.
"You clearly feel irritation," she said thoughtfully, tapping her chin, "and frustration...or is frustration the reason for the irritation? That must really mess with your focus, trying to be all Jedi and crap. Probably explains why you suck at combat...all that pent up EEEK!!!..." She squealed as he picked her up with a growl, slung her over his shoulder and headed for her quarters.
A faint giggle was heard and then a door slammed shut, leaving a very excitable droid all by his lonesome.
"Thus to all who threaten galactic enslavement!"
I'm sorry, 4X. So sorry.
aren't you a little short for a stormtrooper?
My Name is Solomon Crae
The Man in the Box