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02.27.2013 , 01:03 PM |
Well, here's something different...a whole new universe! Wow!
, introducing Sith Warrior Tessa. Minor spoilers for the first part of SW Balmorra. Rather silly.
“That went well,” Vette muttered, blinking rapidly as they stepped out of the dark barracks into the bright sunlight.
“You really think so?” the Sith beside her asked earnestly.
Vette turned to look at Vrintessia Alamar-Iriath—
please, call me Tessa! A shock collar is a bit extreme, don’t you think?
—and noted the young woman’s flushed cheeks and shining eyes. “Uh, did I miss some kind of cause for happiness back there?”
Tessa nodded. “Do you think he liked me?”
“I—uh—“ Vette flailed for words. “Just who are we talking about, here?”
“Lieutenant Quinn,” Tessa sighed, her blush deepening as she said the name. “Wasn’t he just dreamy?”
Vette tried not to stare too incredulously while she tried to figure out if Tessa had encountered the same Lieutenant Quinn with whom Vette had just been stuck in a room for a very long few minutes. “You…you thought he was
” she asked after a moment of bewilderment that was rapidly shifting into amusement.
Tessa frowned. “You don’t think so?”
“Well, I thought that he was, um… Not really my type,” Vette said diplomatically. Tessa was awfully nice for a Sith, but one could never be too careful.
“Ah,” Tessa said, nodding sagely. “That makes sense.” She laced her fingers together and stretched her arms out in front of her, her gloves creaking. “I’ll have to be sure to impress him, then.”
“Uh-huh,” Vette murmured. “What’s the mission, again? I may have drifted off…”
Tessa launched into a detailed explanation about towers and relays and detonators. Vette’s gaze wandered over to the steps leading up to the spaceport and the assortment of people walking up and down it. Balmorra saw all sorts, apparently. There was a Twi’lek woman in Sith-esque robes that left very little to the imagination, trailed by some kind of weird hulking monster thing. Vette made a mental note to stay far away from that pair.
Tessa waved a hand in front of her face. “Hello?”
Vette jumped. “I’m listening, I’m listening!” she said hastily.
Tessa chuckled softly. “Sure you were. Listen, I’ll handle the details, you cover me. The usual procedure.”
“We have a usual procedure?”
“Sure we do!” Tessa said cheerfully. “I kill the things that need killing, and you take care of whatever I miss. Simple.”
“Whatever you say, my lord,” Vette said dryly.
“Oh, butter me up, why don’t you,” Tessa said, rolling her eyes. “We’ve been over this.”
“Is the title really that much of an ego trip?”
“You have no idea,” Tessa said seriously.
Vette grinned wickedly. “No wonder you’re so taken with that Quinn guy.”
Tessa’s blush returned with full force. “Doesn’t hurt that he’s nice to look at,” she muttered.”
“I don’t know,” Vette said dubiously. “I thought he was a bit…scary.”
“Scary?” Tessa asked, giving her a blank look. “How so?”
Vette shrugged. “Maybe it’s just me, but a lot of Imperials just have this certain air…like, say, that guy!” She pointed to a black-uniformed man exiting the spaceport with a petite Rattataki woman in tow. He looked like a nasty piece of work; early forties, short, graying hair, a scar running across his left eye. What was he doing with an alien mercenary type?
Tessa looked in the direction that she was pointing and gasped, then trotted off towards the unlikely pair.
What the hell is she doing?
Vette thought frantically, and hastened after her.
The grim-looking Imperial had just made his way down the last of the stairs by the time Tessa was close enough to launch herself at him.
“Tessa?” he asked, startled. “What are you doing here—“
He was cut off by Tessa’s enthusiastic hug. “Daddy!” she shrieked happily.
…well, I’ll be damned,
Vette thought. Now that she was closer, she could see that the man’s eyes were the same pale green as Tessa’s.
It’s funny, you don’t really think of Sith as having families.
“This is awkward,” the Rattataki woman said dryly. She glanced at Vette. “Name’s Kaliyo. This town have any decent cantinas?”
“I’m Vette, and I have no idea, but I’m up for finding out.”
I feel like Tessa comes across as
too happy-go-lucky light side here. And this bothers me, because
my stories are totally grim and dark and serious, guys.
But then I told myself that it is perfectly okay to be funny, and I can show seriousness later. Oh, and I really hate the ending of this piece, it feels far too sudden and random and ARGH. But I couldn't think of any other way to wrap it up, and I wanted to end it there. *sigh* Writer problems...
And Tessa's reaction to meeting Quinn is
not based on my own, oh no.
So in this universe, Tessa's father is indeed the Imperial Agent. That will lead to some interesting happenings down the line!
And yes, that was an Inquisitor with Khem in the background. More on her will come later.
There's always lightning.