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Altair was having a great time, but then all hell ensued. He watched as Clove took a solid hit from an E-11. “Mama?” Zara barely got out before Altair scooped her off his shoulders and plopped her down back in her seat. “DADDY!” The little girl stomped angrily, pointing at the balcony which...

“Look, your ma said hell naw to us showin’ up by the sidelines, but she ain’t say nothin’ about us bein' in a box,” Altair rationalized aloud to his daughter, who was a toddler and therefore didn’t comprehend much of anything he said. He was really trying to convince himself he wouldn’t get...

Altair stared at her while she answered, brows raising slightly the more she spoke. By the end of it, there was a moment of silence. The tiefling took a long drink and exhaled softly. He thought back to his days as an acolyte and how clueless he was back then. He thought of how he bumbled...

Altair was surprised to learn she settled down in Imperial space. As loyal as he had been to the Empire, it had become the punching bag of the galaxy for a long time. He knew he wouldn’t want his daughter growing up within those borders. However, he wouldn’t say any of that aloud - they both...

Altair chuckled at her question, “Altair is fine off duty. Just…don’t call me Emperor,” He added with a quiet groan. He already began to hear the whispers all over again. It was always bad, but it was especially awful when they continued even while Drast was in power. Altair dug into his meal...

Altair felt sick to his stomach. He had expected a lot of things, but finding Vahliri blind and mutilated the way she was nearly broke him. He had to be the rock, he couldn’t let her see him crack. So he took her in his arms and he became Grand Marshal again, that unwavering boulder that always...

Altair only gave a vague shrug at her sentiment on his speech, “It’s part of the job,” He said nonchalantly as if making an address to the far reaches of the galaxy was the same as the average data entry job, “I guess I kinda became less social over time,” He mused aloud in response to others...

Altair visibly winced a little when she called him sir, “Whoa whoa, I ain’t no sir no more,” He blurted out, his tail swishing around erratically. He was beyond impressed at her carrot catching skills, the sight actually drawing out a chuckle as he clapped, “Damn, kept them reflex razor sharp,”...

Altair was back to his old job and he had mixed feelings about it. He always thought he was done with all this when he returned to the farm. However, he couldn’t deny that a part of him missed the rush. Missed the thrill. He may not have enjoyed it all the time, but he knew he was good at it. He...

Fuck. He was doing one of these again. He was tired of his own mug showing up on Holonet. However, people insisted that his face popping up would be a morale boost to the Empire. Altair used to shy away from media, but over the years he had grown numb to most things. As it had years prior, his...

Altair regarded Knight Sere (@Volene ) when she spoke, letting her finish before he responded, “I trust our efforts to ramp up intelligence monitoring will hopefully curb any blind spots,” He reassured her, his tone calmer than when he addressed the lieutenant, “We have resources out in Hutt...

Altair calmly listened to the answers presented, weighing each one. When the naval lieutenant (@Alhon ) spoke up, the tiefling had an almost amused look on his face. He waited till the ISB agent presented a rebuttal before speaking, “It is curious..that I’ve been away on a farm for years and...

Altair could appreciate the desire for a small ceremony. He had given up on pondering about his own marriage a while ago. Growing up he always envisioned the perfect wedding and quiet life with a fence and many children running around. Just the way he was raised. However, that sounded like an...

Days where Altair recognized everyone were long gone. However, he didn’t feel like an outsider here and perhaps he never would. He was familiar with this room, he was familiar with being surrounded by ISB, IAF, diplomats and all manners of officers and military personnel. The tiefling’s gaze...

Altair Din returned from Korda Six only hours prior, having devastated the planet. Every last military facility was erased and the planet was left in tatters. If there was any chance of recovery, it would take decades before they could come back. There was no chance of any kind of retaliation...

Altair was minding his own business when his Charhound Belleza started barking. The tiefling glanced up to spot a familiar figure walking his way, but his charhound was growling at the wolf making an approach. Altair simply whistled, “Easy girl, she’s a friend,” He said as he patted Belleza on...

OOC: Takes place before this or this He had grown up on this farm, but it was something entirely different now. The farm was his. His family was back on Eiattu, but he split time between the farm and his kingdom. Eventually, he appointed the Priamsta to govern in his stead, composed of several...

Theme Altair had been out of the game for some time, but that didn’t mean he forgot what it felt like. He didn’t forget the feeling of being amidst his men. He didn’t forget the sounds of revving engines, the sounds of the Imperial war machine, the commands and shouts of fellow soldiers, the...

Altair knew this day would come eventually. He had talked to her about it countless times over, had cautioned her, begged her to leave the Sith, and yet her passions governed her. He had left the Empire a while ago and hadn’t looked back. His helmet was polished and maintained, but he hadn’t...