Follows Righting Our Wrongs
Three Jedi knights. Three padawans. And ten confirmed members of the Bastion resistance, from ringleaders and forgers to mere runners and collaborators. The padawans had cracked the easiest.
Even the forgettable freedom fighters, those without the Force, had put...
Inner Rim, outer space
Height of the Hutt war
“This feels like a big misunderstanding.”
The Malleus sailed through the void of space with a single frigate in escort. Their target was far and out of sight, but the chase had begun nonetheless.
“It could be. But I trust the ISB. We wouldn’t...
Continued from The Wayward Navigator.
Sector 37, Nar Shaddaa
2100
If she let herself believe it, Merian could swear she was ISB again, like the last time she’d been here.
Nar Shaddaa had an atmosphere that was unlike anywhere else. You knew it by the smell, by the ruckus, by the neons in...
Merian hadn’t planned on stopping by the training room after the pool, yet here she was. That training with the knight-captain had done a number on her. Not only was she making an effort to return to regular meditation, she actively sought out sparring sessions for the first time since the...
Ocean’s End Cantina, Dubrillion
159 ABY
It would become a tradition, if they weren’t careful. But if she closed her eyes, the chatter and the soothing rhythm of the crashing waves almost let Merian forget she was again waiting on the same man in some chic cantina on a freshly-conquered world...
Continued from The Wayward Navigator.
Sector 37, Nar Shaddaa
2100
If she let herself believe it, Merian could swear she was ISB again, like the last time she’d been here.
Nar Shaddaa had an atmosphere that was unlike anywhere else. You knew it by the smell, by the ruckus, by the neons in...
Follows Put me in my place and Kill your darlings
Moltok
158 ABY
They’d called the wreck an accident.
Laughable. There were no accidents with Maros, only calculated cover stories. Merian would know. She’d been one long enough.
The simple fact of his presence here told her everything...
“So you recognize him?”
The still didn’t lie. Even with the blueish hues, even dressed for insignificance, Merian couldn’t mistake Maros. The latent rage that never left his eyes.
“I do.”
“You worked with him in the past.”
“Extensively.”
“So you understand the sensitivity of this matter.”...
Imperial Knight Headquarters, Raxus
158 ABY
A lonely speck of red looped around the massive, rectangular building of the Imperial Knights fitness and training center. It sprinted across the grass towards the classrooms, reached the road and kept its pace as it followed it all the way to the...
When Merian walked in the room, voices fell to a hush.
There was a kind of electricity in the air that was only found in times of crisis. People talked in low, frantic tones, forming a semicircle around a middle aged woman who nodded gravely at whatever she’d just been told. They all had the...
“Madam, like I already told you—”
“You will address me as Knight Sere or not at all.” Merian had changed into her full armor, all imperial might and authority, complete with the cloak and closed helmet so many Knights liked to go without.
“I’ve never seen him!”
“That’s a lie.”
“I showed...
Botajef, shipyard district
157 ABY
This was a job for Intelligence.
With ISB clearance, Merian could have waltzed into the complex with a forged identity and valid credentials, vanished in the crowd, found her way up to the shipyards unnoticed. She would have had blueprints of the place, a...