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Competition
Veiled Curtain
File submission
Darkhawk_Fiction_Comp..docx
Textual submission

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1MQfkHEaxny8ElP5ENzJqAbZJmtWWmqFWQWQen7F3ryU/edit

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[Arcona] Capital Enterprises Raid
File submission
CE_Raid.pdf
Textual submission

Crappy and non action sorry but bye

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[Arcona] Capital Enterprises Raid
Submission
Magik opted out of publishing his submission.
Competition
[EMB] The Girl In The High Tower (Q1-SF01)
Textual submission

Kadrol soared over the forests of Elaya in his Aurore-Class Freighter, piloted by his droid. The knight peered out the cockpit of the ship, his destination an outline on the horizon was fast approaching. “The trees are simply beautiful this time of year, aren’t they BB?” Kadrol asked his small, spherical droid.

The droid whistled in agreement. “Land us in that clearing. We must remain unseen.” The maurader instructed his companion. The Astromech steered the ship to the right, bringing it down in a small clearing near the edge of the city. Turning to go to the storage area on the ship and mount his BARC Speeder, Kadrol called out to his droid. “If I’m not back in eight hours, head back to Caelestis and get the empress to send help.”

The BB unit beeped in confirmation. With that, Kadrol checked his datapad to double check the location of his target, mounted the speeder, and headed off to the city.

It was approaching four in the afternoon when the Pantoran reached his destination: a tower on the outskirts of downtown Corocova, the Capital of the Democratic Republic of Elaya. The daughter of one of the Elayan elite had been found out to be Force-sensitive and was locked in a tower by her father in order to keep her powers a secret. The pantoran pulled his speeder to the side of the road and parked it. The building she was in was a large apartment building, and a new one at that. He figured that the girl would probably be in the penthouse; the natural choice for a member of the Elayan elite. Kadrol deduced that the baron more than likely still cared for his daughter, and would give her the best he could afford.

He walked into the lobby. A quick scan revealed that there were no guards on the first floor. He walked to the turbolift, and pushed the button to go up. A minute later, the doors opened, and Kadrol got in, pressing button for the top floor. Reaching his destination, the doors swung open directly into the penthouse. Two armed guards turned around to apprehend the knight. However, Kadrol took out his shock prod and stunned the guards before they hand a chance to make a move. He could hear water running in what he assumed to be the bathroom upstairs.

The young man was in no hurry to liberate the girl, and decided it would be best to wait for her to finish. Nevertheless, he wanted to make sure she didn’t figure out what was going on before he was close enough to stop her from doing anything to jeopardize the operation. Kadrol followed the sound of the water and found his way to the second story of the penthouse. Across the hall from the bathroom was a bench, which Kadrol thought would make a good place to wait. Kadrol waited for what seemed like an eternity before the door opened, and the woman exited.

Upon seeing the young man, she let out a shriek. She grasped the towel wrapped around her body tighter. “Who the hell are you?” She questioned. The girl was not what Kadrol had imagined her to be. She was younger than he expected, probably only a couple years older than himself. She had fair skin, beautiful wavy brown hair, and dazzling green eyes.

“My name is Kadrol Hauen. I’ve come to get you out of here. That’s what you want, isn’t it?” Kadrol said, getting right to the point.

“What makes you think I can’t leave any time I want?” She asked.

Kadrol looked into her eyes intently for a while. Because I’m like you. I know these things. He thought.

“Well then, Kadrol. Can you let me get dressed at least?”

“I can’t think of a reason not to,” The Palatinaean answered truthfully. As the human turned to go to her room, he added “pack a bag of extra clothes as well.”

Kadrol could sense that she wanted to go with him; that she was upset and felt like her father had betrayed her.

Ten minutes later, she came out, fully dressed and carrying a duffel bag at her side.

“Alright, madam. Let’s get going.” Kadrol said, gesturing to the lift. The girl complied. “I’m Abby, by the way.” She said, running her hand across his body as she walked past him. To Kadrol’s surprise, or perhaps his dismay, they made it to the speeder unstopped. The pantoran paused for a minute. He hadn’t planned this far. After a minute of self-deliberation, he decided to strap the bag to the back of the speeder. The craft only had one seat, so Abby was going to have to sit on his lap. He told this to the human, who nodded in agreement. With Abby on his lap, Kadrol pushed the throttle forward and sped off back to his ship. Upon his return to the freighter, BB-51 opened the bay door for Kadrol to park the speeder inside.

“You know, I would’ve thought this would’ve been harder.” Kadrol said.
“Can I at least know what you’re going to do to me?” The Elayan asked.
After initiating the autopilot, Kadrol went back to the rear of the ship and answered her. “Well, We’ll be going to Caelestis City, where we will train you to use your powers. From there, you’ll become one of us.” He kissed her on the cheek. “Sweetheart, I promise you’ll be well taken care of. I promise you that.”

With that, the knight returned to the pilot’s seat and steered the ship toward Seraph’s moon. Soon, the Lady would be fighting alongside Scholae Forces against the very nation from which she hailed.

Competition
[EMB] The Girl In The High Tower (Q1-SF01)
File submission
The_Nanny_Escape.pdf
Textual submission

Sadly wasn't able to finish it :(

Competition
No Mr. Bond, I Expect You To Die
Submission
Adept Celevon Werd'a opted out of publishing his submission.
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Impressive
Textual submission

From the darkness creeping silently
Towards what end he sneaks
Ready to strike against those mightily
Soft words, hushed tones he speaks
A beast of no land
Evermore to be hexed
His destination not planned
All those who knew him remain perplexed
Cast out from his home
Turned his back on what he knew
Always looking for a tome
Those he once called friends he slew
To what end he finds himself now
To the ends of the galaxy he will bow

Competition
Impressive
File submission
Taldryan's_Bond_(1).pdf
Competition
Impressive
Textual submission

Naga Sadow where have you gone?
Lost is our visage of home,
Now in space relying more on braun,
Yet, I still study a Sith tome;

Flying my T-70 is such a thrill,
Fighting the Collective for air superiority,
Piracy and hunting we do still,
By our Consul Bentre’s authority;

But yet thoughts of Sepros still pervade,
I lay dreaming of the day,
I hope that soon we will have aid,
And have our home, come what may;

Soon Naga Sadow we shall prevail,
And leave the Collective bound to flail.