A Long Way From Home, part 10. By, MLN©2015.
Frozen Hel, hath no fury like a woman scorned…. Isn’t that how that old adage goes? This was what was going through Li’s mind at that moment, while she listened […]
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A Long Way From Home, Part 9. By, MLN©2015.
Vast. The unfathomable distances between galaxies, stars, planets – & Consciousness found on those planets, moons, planetoids & asteroids. Vast, doesn’t seem a big enough word to convey such an […]
Attack of the Hutts, part XI
She looked around, trying to get a sense of anything, and saw her lightsaber lying in the sand next to a crushed body near the foot of the dune. Instinctively, she reached out for it with the Force, but it didn’t so much as twitch. Frowning, she sprinted toward it.
Attack of the Hutts, part X
She stared back at him in return, at the black and white face mask. Her claws unsheathed themselves. She forced them back, just barely. She told herself repeatedly that introducing her booted foot to his face really wouldn’t help the situation.
A Long Way From Home: Prologue. By, MLN©2015.
Hindsight. I so despise that word. Yes, I know. I know that some of my partners (Read: Ex partners) shouldn’t have been trusted! Namely, Jorhan, who turned out to be a […]
A Long Way From Home. By, MLN©2O15.
Though, one of the most pressing worries on Li’s mind at the moment, was that she couldn’t find anything, about Dågomir from the news, usually, something of this magnitude would be […]
A Long Way From Home. By, MLN©2015.
“Zev! How, in the Hel, are you? You mangy mutt!” Li’s old friend was laughing – Ah! To hear that sound again – like sandpaper on gravel – made Li […]
A Long Way From Home. By, MLN©2015.
Now, just who in the frozen Hel, was trying to call her?! “Nav, did the caller identify?” “No, Captain, just a series of numbers. The number’s are a partial of […]
A Long Way From Home. By MLN©2015.
Li, finished with her Choco-Caff, & seriously needing to stretch her bod, & relieve her herself, put down her PADD, yawned stood up, turned from side to side working out […]
Azerothian Bank Heist: Lions, Mages, and Zombies, Oh My (part 3)
Bank heist. The thought made her smile ever so slightly. What was left of her jawbones cracked with the movement. Her eyes were a great black emptiness. The effect was unsettling on a good day, and terrifying on an even better day. She enjoyed her new appearance–had ever since her first deathday–and used it as often as possible to great effect ever since; she was one of the undead, an abomination to all life. Most of the living avoided her if they could.
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