Entry 30 <<<RECORDING STARTED>> <<LOCAL TIME: 10:12>> <<GALACTIC LOCATION: MARDRI SOULWORKS COLLECTIVE ARCOLOGY, AUREA>> The next disaster awaiting for me was what happened to the Camp. A band of Stormtroopers – now I know that they are the sterile-looking Imperial soldiers wearing white – raided every single corner of it, looking for alleged enemies of the Empire. And then they took away my friend, Tarasbulba. With no explanation that would make sense. The word from the new Corellian Sector moff, Fliry Vorru, was that he was looking to undermine the system, together with a couple other Mid and Outer Rim aliens. Interestingly enough, Humans were behaving, so were us Dralls…apart from poor, poor Nen. Aurea as a part of the Galactic Empire. This sounds surreal to my friends, as well as me. We have no idea what this planet could be used for. It never produced a single representative, let alone a senator. There is nothing resembling army or government on here. Do they want crystalline glass? Or did they just pick this planet for their vulgar display of power, because it’s so peaceful and irrelevant to most? We found out that Vagran fell, too. Of course, it’s the Grannos, they were probably thinking something in the lines of “Oh, by Iasonné, don’t touch our precious ecosystem, we’ll do whatever you say!” The president accepted the deal to close all the known spaceports and use a small one in what was described as a “bizarre location”. This was described as an assault, yet nobody got hurt or died in the end. They can’t fight, can they? Or they thought Darth Vader and his mission would scare the alleged “Burping Sarlacc”. Where on Vagran is that monstrosity, anyway? Yuck! Ironically, the only system that the new Moff managed to sign a special deal with was…surprise, surprise, the Sacorrian one! The Triad demanded that the Empire cannot use more than 50% of foodstuffs to feed the army and that no produce should be exported outside of the sector. They also required for all the Sacorrian Selonians to be treated as equals to Humans and Dralls of the sector, because they’re “more civilised”. Yes, they are, they are like cookie-cutter shapes, if you know what I mean? There’s got to have been something more that would have convinced the Emperor and his Moffs – that would be the worst wailer-group name ever, by the way – to continue to allow somebody to be bigger than them. And Jumus, the factory world? The Skakoans who bought it from whatever Diktat was in charge some eighty years ago – don’t expect a Sacorrian to know more about this – they have mysteriously disappeared, hopping away on their stupid single foot things. Hop-hop-hoppity-hop. I’m cynical. And I’m not sorry. If this wasn’t horrible, it would be plain ridiculous. We sat up all night, wondering what to do. Sure, we were not able to go back inside as the bubbles started moving either way, but would we have gone in at all? This was supposed to be one of the most autonomous places in the sector. Same goes for Vagran, but seriously, Vagran. Speaking of the sector itself, it’s no longer what we think it is. The Galactic Empire just defied astrogeography, as we know it. They annexed the Duro sector and made Nubia the capital, as opposed to Corellia. Nubia. N-u-b-i-a! Nubia, the planet of nerf-herding podracers and sports bets…I mean, yes, there are the starship designers, but tell me, do they make up for the amount of those who aren’t? I won’t be surprised to get there and see cybernetically-modified nerfs with wheels. Because…it’s Nubia! And Coovo and Sayran volunteered to go there in order to find somebody at the Design Collective who could help rebuild the broken dome in Crysallia. There is no chance that glass workers could produce such a large piece assisted by the crustacean slaves in the Eternal Furnace – something would break. So, Nubians will help us out, supposedly. And if the Emperor or Vader are there at the same time as the mission is…oh, kriff. Vaylo doesn’t like the transparisteel domes of Nuba City. He’s a glass worker after all and transparisteel may never break apart the way glass did yesterday, but it was not crafted with love. There is no soul in it. I think he may be going a bit crazy, but apparently, this is his reason for not wanting to go there. And guess whom he wants to go to Nubia instead? That’s right. Me. Challenge accepted. I am going to be a part of this mission. Sure, Nubia is far from Sacorria and they’re probably not looking for me anymore on Corellia, anyway. The bad thing is that we have to depart immediately. <<***** HAS BEEN IDLE FOR FIFTEEN MINUTES:: TURN THE UNIT OFF? Y/N>> <<THE UNIT WILL BE TURNED OFF>> <<<RECORDING STARTED>> <<FAILURE RETRIEVING LOCAL TIME. ARE YOU IN SPACE?>> <<FAILURE RETRIEVING GALACTIC LOCATION. ARE YOU IN SPACE?>> So, I took everything I have with me, even though we won’t be gone for more than five to seven days. Call me paranoid, but- <<CRITICAL FAILURE. ARE YOU IN HYPERSPACE?>> <<SWITCH TO BACK-UP POWER SOURCE Y/N?>> <<SWITCHING TO BACK-UP POWER SOURCE>> <<BACK-UP POWER SOURCE IS NOT RESPONDING!>> <<THE UNIT WILL BE TURNED OFF>> <<<RECORDING STARTED>> <<LOCAL TIME: 27:22>> <<GALACTIC LOCATION: NUBA CITY, NUBIA>> 29 hours per day? That’s nine more than on the previous planet… I am on Nubia at the home of this one Giubiasco family. They’re really nice to Coovo and me, they keep us fed and they have sworn on their lives that they would protect us. At first, they said that their adopted daughter was an alien and I nodded, absentmindedly, not knowing what I was in for. And then she appeared. It was Korgah! Kriff kriff kriff kriff kriff kriff kriff kriff kriff this. Just kriff it. My reaction was a scream. As expected, since she never changed at all, she thought I was excited to see her again. I was not! The Giubiascos were confused and asked what was going on. So was Coovo, and Coovo is never confused. So, Korgah introduced me to them as her ex-boyfriend. She couldn’t keep her mouth shout about it. But her parents, they are some granno types, the complete opposite of what she told me back in the days, so they didn’t mind the fact that I was 40 and she was 20 back when our unfortunate affair took place. Korgah says that Borgiska is still alive. Gwynda and Lor are married and living together, with their new baby and two other children from Lor’s previous marriage. Anjie is eight years old, older than all of these younglings, and he is now regularly visiting his father’s family on Naboo. He’s still cute, she said, but his hair is starting to go dark. I asked about his emotional well-being and she didn’t know what to say. She had a holo, though – one of him sitting with his quetarra, which is still larger than him, and a tooka trying to hit the strings as well. If only I could see that little boy again…kriff Blobbo the Hutt! And Zizi? He departed a couple of months after me, after the Imperials started regularly harassing non-Humans and non-Drall in Coronet City. He’s now on Aeithera, running a restaurant. The planet is a colony of Alderaan and they have a policy against specieist harassment that somehow managed to survive to this day. I recounted that he’s 28 now and I wondered if he got married. Korgah shook her head. She couldn’t tell if he was celibate – then again, to her, “celibate” might as well mean not lusting on other beings while asleep or at the ‘fresher – or if he just didn’t care. I did not even try to explain what I think his situation was. It’s not like I knew much about it, but whatever he had with Mariklare…I wish I had comforted him more back when we were teachers on Corellia. I was so selfish. I should have asked him about it. I should have been a friend, instead of constantly causing more and more trouble, acting like I was the younger and dumber of the two and so on. That’s it, I guess. Tedesa and Kornio Giubiasco were looking at me with those strange facial expressions all evening long. I mean, they know their daughter is strange, right? Even with a degree in art history, which she cannot yet have any use of because the universities on Corellia no longer allow, I quote “individuals of unidentifiable species” in their staff, she is the same creepy, barbaric creature as she always used to be. And these people wonder about me. I guess she told them about spice and suddenly, everything she did fades in comparison. They gave us a room in the basement of their house, located close to the biggest podracing track in the city. And that was some major relief – imagine if I had to sleep with the young comradette…I mean, mistress. How funny that the Sacorrian in me pops up like this. Before going to sleep, Coovo asked me what was I thinking when I got with Korgah. I shrugged. I don’t remember thinking much other than showing Gwynda that, yes, I could find something to rival our friendship. <<LOCAL TIME: 28:39>> <<RECORDING STOPPED>>> Korgah again? Noooooooooooo! Footnotes Spoiler Fliry Vorru was the first moff of the Corellian Sector. The idea of Jumus being a factory world and Skakoans having bought it is part fanon, part Lil’s own assumption from what he heard. You'll see what I mean in another story. Nubia is a planet in the Corellian Sector that was the Oversector’s capital during the Imperial years. It has nothing to do with Naboo, other than the Naboo queen Amidala using a Nubian starship. Giubiasco is otherwise the fourth largest town in the tiny wee Ticino region of Switzerland. I liked how the automated voice on the train pronounced that name and I knew I had to use it somewhere. Aeithera is a planet in Colonies, created by leiamoody for her stories. Zizi Pao does end up living there.