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“Hey, now. I don’t pretend to be the lover of just anyone, you know. I expect to be treated right. You have to tell me I’m pretty. Only then can you...

"Jedi thing?" Hal chuckled. A handful more cartridges were dumped into a pocket of his jacket, before the boxes were stowed in the speeder's center...

While Rayner expounded on the tactical advantages of slugthrowers, Jeryd busied himself with a rummage through his own pockets. As his fingers dipped...

"You see anyone else in that shop?" Hal replied, leaning back in his seat. His headrest was wrapped in silver duct tape, and the seat creaked, but it...

“I’m holding you to that, Hal.” In private company, Jeryd elected to address Rayner using the name of his alias. He gave it some forethought and...

The sigh Hal emitted was at once annoyed and exasperated, further punctuated by the rolling of his eyes. "Favorite Nehantite? I'm the only Nehantite...

Jeryd felt buoyed by Rayner’s assessment of his cover story. It sounded like he had some real-life experience of the privileged and clueless...

The Guild hub was unusually quiet. Loki waited in the empty room for Ygor to return to his post; somewhere, on the other side of the glass, he could...

"A bit, yeah," Hal replied, though no nod accompanied it, this time. "But we can work with that. You want adventure, huh? The thrill of seeing the...

“This is some proper spy shit,” Jeryd said, as he placed his folded uniform into what was probably the droid’s mouth, his ID chit followed, and the...

The moment Hal pulled on those trousers, he paused. Eyes closing, he recalled his former life. The tee shirt brought back more memories, and for a...

From behind a privacy screen, Jeryd negotiated a truce with his eclectic selection of clothes. While the long-sleeved emerald shirt clung to him like...

The Nehantite looked at it, blinked, and simply replied, "Someone bought that to get laid." And then he nodded. That was it. No further...

A nerve had been struck, Jeryd realized, as he pressed his chin flat against his chest and fixed his gaze on the tacky green shirt, as if it was...

"Wish it hadn't been raining," Hal replied. And that's all he said for a moment, looking back toward the door they had entered through. "Wish it...

When Rayner showed renewed interest in the namana-yellow trousers, Jeryd suspected mischief. What kind of ulterior motive drove him to such a sudden...

"Add death-stick dealers, smugglers, code slicers, hookers, and more to that list," Hal replied before looking back over at Jeryd's selection. His...

Jeryd re-evaluated the bright yellow trousers. He tried to imagine the kind of combination of clothes suited to such a bold base. Rayner had given...

Hal watched Jeryd out of the corner of his eye, at first, but soon decided to just let the cadet bumble his way through the racks until he came up...

“You’re not wrong about the uniform,” Jeryd conceded, wading amongst the cast-offs, “But when you promise a man food and take him clothes shopping...

At most any other time, Hal would have found something to raise over his head to shield him from the rain and keep his fur dry. Aside from swimming...