Recent content by Aharon Staergin

The Magnaguard imminently grabbed Aharon's shoulder as he received a message from the security center. It was not good. Something just... appeared in the building. Something alien. Something that was not good. This thing was not identifiable to the sensors and scanners, and the droids manning...

Aharon had a busy day already. His daily workout was pushed an hour and a half ahead, to roughly what the Galacticc Standard Time would call 3:30. He worked right up until 5:30, where he then began his morning care routine. Ice pack for his face to keep any puffiness away, a face wash with a...

Aharon swallowed his own saliva and felt his heart pulse. He had not seen the other issues on the docket when he had submitted his. He felt his was small and insignificant in this meeting, but he knew in the grand scheme of things this would be a major issue for centuries to follow. The Senator...

Aharon realized that being slammed by the largest name in the galaxy probably wasn't the best move, so he simply sat down and shut up. That was the Thorne way, to charge head first into problems and not care how he looks doing it. The only being in the galaxy who could do that in a political...

Aharon had his eyes locked on Hugo as the CZ Droid was leaned in and spoke into his damaged ear. His gaze was not of anger nor hatred, not of malice nor repulsion, he simply was trying to figure out why this Senator wanted to play their cards so soon. This move would have skyrocketed his career...

Aharon was already seated in his senate pod, his frame leaning forward with his elbows on the pannel in front of him. His leg was softly tapping against the ground. He was nervous. It had been some time since his face was seen by the public and no doubt it was because he was trying to hold his...

Aharon shook his head at the hand as he put up his hand. It was clear that the young man knew the cameras were still rolling and did not want to seem weak. He was standing, squaring his shoulders to be strong, showing the bolt did not phase him anymore. It was clear his limb was in pain, a giant...

The bolt ran home right into Aharons shoulder, burning through his clothing and searing his flesh. He smelled a soft hint of burning cloth, followed by a heavy gust of seared fish. The pain of the blast did not hit him right away as he was falling backwards, the shock seemingly had slowed down...

The flesh of the Chagrian was very cold on first contact, the result of being a rather aquatic species. Not to the extent of an arctic glacier but more a glass flute of ice water. But as the female pressed further into his hands it slowly felt warmer. His skin was rather soft and supple, owing...

"Why of course, my manpower is yours and my supplies are to be delivered to where you feel they are best needed after touchdown. We shall send you a manifest of all of our ships..." he paused for a moment, his head turned to see one of the officers in deck to send him a hand signal, "about now...

The 5th Fleet absolutely did their job of being the best the New Republic had, the problem was they were infiltrated and thrown on the galaxy to cause chaos. They set planets aflame, scorching them to their core. Killing their land, their flora, their fauna, their people. The Killik Hive had...

Aharon had been quiet up until now, his face deep and sullen. It was unusual for the usual cheery and bright eyed senator. Around him was his usual assortment of droids, his frame leaning into the communication droid beside him that spoke into his deafened tentacle. He absorbed information and...

Aharon had shown up as punctual and early as he always does. He makes sure he is one of the first faces on the scene, shaking hands and rubbing elbows with everyone else who enters. He always has a bright smile on his face, the fakeness of it less obvious than many other, and is excited to...

When the little over four foot tall LEP servant droid saw the nightmarish creature called "Chubby" run after him with the scrap droid leg, well he was absolutely afraid. The tray slipped from his hands as they rose above his head, his tiny legs running as fast as they could as he squealed in...

Aharon only partially noticed the woman's reaction to his small outburst, a momentary lapse in character. He cleared some room from the cart that he had had his shirt on moments before and sat the crippled droid corpse down onto it. It would be a long process to actually repair this droid, but...