I’ve been on a bit of a rut, but here are some Chiss boys. :)
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I’ve been on a bit of a rut, but here are some Chiss boys. :)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
This is a fanwork exchange based on any Chiss character or OC from the Star Wars franchise. Writers will be asked to create a story of at least 500 words based on one of the prompts they receive; artists will be asked to create one completed piece of art based on one of the prompts they receive. All participants will receive a story or artwork based on prompts that they submit in return. Stories and art will be anonymous when posted, and the authors will be revealed on a set day.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
With the Springhawk tucked safely in blue dock her crew takes the opportunity to unwind; including Mid Captain Samakro. Samakro wants a quiet drink, Amzordi wants something more... While the other officers have a wild evening cavorting in the bar the Captain and the Helmsman seek their excitement elsewhere making the Springhawk the silent guardian of their secrets.
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Mid Captain Samakro sat carefully down at the oddly low table, his fresh drink held at cautious arm’s length for the duration of the maneuver. He had returned to his safe corner spot which offered the best view of the complete anarchy happening around him in the dimly lit bar. It was rare he joined his officers on shore-leave outings like this- mostly because a captain’s duties never really stopped even when safely in blue dock for repairs and because honestly he wasn’t overly fond of this.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Mid Captain Samakro has a rough start to his day....
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Samakro entered the bridge with the last two bites of his breakfast still in hand. His eyes automatically scanned the officers of the watch and everyone seemed to be in order. He moved to the command chair but found it occupied.