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"Airi! Airi, Wake up!" *I rolled over in the bed, shaking my head as I pulled the covers up to my neck, "Five more minutes, Chanyeol... Five more minutes..." He leaned over me, grabbing my shoulders as he violently shook me to life screaming in my ear, "IF YOU DON'T WAKE UP THERE MIGHT NOT BE A FIVE MORE MINUTES!" I bolted up in the bed, my eyes wide. "What do you mean?" I asked. He gave me a look of disbelief, pointing at the security cameras that were lighting up red with flashes of blaster fire. I nodded, pushing my lower lip out as I nodded in a pained understanding. I rolled out of the bed, grabbing my mother's jacket off the headboard of the bed, throwing it on as I grabbed my lightsaber off the nightstand. Chanyeol looked at me, his eyes narrowing, "Do you even know how to use that thing?" I glanced down at the saber at my side nodding, "Of course I do, what's so hard to understand about swish swish stab? It's a lightsaber dude, not a freaking Dreadnaught," He rolled his eyes, grabbing his own blaster rifle before he jerked his head towards the door, "Let's go." _________________________________________________________________ We entered the main control room of our dingy base of command, where we traded glances with everyone. Our group's best pilot looked over at the two of us who were just entering, scoffing as he did, "So the lovebirds finally decide to join us," He opened his mouth for something else when I abruptly raised my hand. The man's face went red, his eyes bulging as he put his hands up around his neck in fright. My eyes narrowed as I stared at him, and everyone around the command console just watched. Chanyeol leaned in, putting a hand on my shoulder, "Let him go, Airi... He's not worth it," my eyes narrowed furthered, and I looked at Chanyeol out of the corner of my eye. my eyes narrowed further and I swallowed. Before a booming voice sucked me back into the present, "You should listen to the young Corellian, Airi. He shows the reasoning you don't possess yet," I let my hand fall to my side, the constriction on the man's neck being released. He took a few deep breaths, glaring at me as he brushed his collar, "Animal... The reason we're in this mess is your fault anyways! If you hadn't gone and off'd that Imperial Spy, we wouldn't be in this mess!" I shot the glare right back at him, my hand lowering to the saber at my side instinctively, "If it weren't for me, everyone in this room would either be locked up in an imperial prison, or a slave!" "Silence! Both of you!" We continued to glare at each other, our respective cliques making sure the other didn't make a lunge at the other, "Now, the Imperials are already at our throats, we don't need you two dragging us down in your petty arguments. Understand?" "Yes, Sir..." The Pilot replied. I remained silent, all eyes in the room turning to me as the man in charge sighed heavily, giving me a pleading look. At which I let out a deep breath of air, straightening my back as I did, "Yes, Father..." My father nodded, turning his attention to the command console we were all centered around. It was flashing red as more and more of our pirate outpost fell to Imperial soldiers. "Carrick, get our ships prepped while we make the final preparations to blow this place sky-high," The pilot I had quarreled with earlier nodded, turning on his heel and exiting the room towards the hangers, "Barque, Explosives on platform supports three, seven and five, and start flooding the sections we already lost with quell toxins," A brute of a man across from us grunted, leaving the room for a few seconds before re entering, "Do you want me to use the ion bombs or the ones that make pretty fire?" My father laughed, nodding, "The ones that make pretty fire. Now get going!" He turned to the rest of us, opening his mouth before a courier ran through the door, practically covered in soot from explosions. "Regiment... of Shock Troopers... led by... Sith... East Flank. Torn apart," My father faced the rest of us, a grim look on his face, "Somebody get that boy to an escape ship, Chanyeol, Airi, with me, we're reinforcing the east flank. The rest of you, spread out and help your own respective sectors. When you hear the command, fall back to the hangers as quick as your legs will take you, or else you'll be buried under a thousand tons of steel and rock. Alright? Let's go, people. Clock's ticking." Everyone at the table grabbed their weapons, scrambling for the doors as they sprinted for their sectors. I looked at Chanyeol, and my father, who nodded, walking past the two of us as he placed a hand on my shoulder, "I'll give you two a moment, be ready to fight that Sith, honey. You're the only one who can," I swallowed my fear, nodding as he left me and Chanyeol alone in the command center. "Hey... You'll be fine," Chanyeol started, taking my hands into his own with a warm smile, "Will I, though? I mean... I've fought other people with vibroswords and electrostaffs... but a real Sith? I've never fought a real Sith... What if I'm not good enough?" He laughed, tilting his head as he looked me in the eye, "That doesn't sound like the Airi I was raised with-" "Yeah bu-" "Can you win this fight? Do you know, without a doubt in your mind, that you can win this fight?" He asked, tightening his grip on my hands, "Well... No," He laughed, giving me a playful punch in the shoulder, "And what did that crazy mother of yours always say?" I could feel my lips creeping into a smile, seeing where he was going with this, "She always said, don't take a fight you know you can win," He smiled, taking my head and giving me a quick kiss on the forehead, as he pushed me towards the door, "Good, now with that in mind... Go kill yourself a Sith, won't you?" ___________________________________________________________ When we reached the section the Sith was spotted in, we could feel a definite darkness that hung in the air. There were scorch marks from lightsabers across the walls. The bodies of our comrades were strewn about, and not one of them was alive. My father kneeled down next to the mangled body of one of our friends, letting out an angry growl as he looked around the room, "What kind of a sicko does this... And where the hell did they go?!" I opened my mouth to speak, but was cut off by another voice, "I'm right here, love... Did I keep you waiting?" We all turned around, and I could feel the breath catch in my throat, my eyes almost instantly watering. "M-Mom? But you... You died?" She looked at me, giving me a warm smile, as if she had never done anything wrong before, as she winked at my father and me, whispering softly, "Miss me?" END Chapter 1

*Nods head in agreement*

You're supposed to kill 30 Exchange Members. But, the Exchange Chiefs, don't actually count towards the 30 count, forcing you to do basically double the work and double the time for the quest to be finished. Not sure if this is a bug of something that's supposed to be there. idk, if it is a bug, hope they fix it soon!

Let's be real, this game has gone from the start, more or less downhill. Makeb let down a lot of people, then the string of mini DLCs ended off with Revan killed the game for a lot. BUT my brethren, this game has gotten better the last two years, with KOTFE and KOTET, we're seeing a higher subscriber count, and more content oriented towards groups being released for the first time in actual years. Sure, it's not as good as it was when it was first intially released, but it's making strides towards being that game that we all want to play again. (Except for Galatic Command. *** were they thinking amirite? jk pls don't kill me for me having an opinion. It's 2017!) I bet, given a little bit more time, SWTOR will be back to being a fun game to play with friends, and by yourself!

Hee Hee. No, I meant what it said! <3 thanks for the support, though!

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"My mother always told me to be mindful of how I acted... To be careful of who I threw in with... Always watch my back... And look at the Sarlaac pit that got me into," There were a few chuckles from the friends I had dragged down with me, as we all, to no avail, struggled in our bonds. "Yes... I do believe your mother was telling you not to throw in with traitors to the Empire, and you didn't listen did you?" I looked up at the man who was busy finishing putting on his gaudy Imperial uniform. "Hmmm... I was referring more to the guy who stabbed us all in the back... But whatever helps you sleep at night," I replied, tossing my hair back out of my eyes as I squirmed uncomfortably, "Well, that's not the only place I stabbed you," He said with a disgusting grin and a mischevious smile on his face. I could feel the anger build in me, and I shook my head with a restrained laugh, "You're enjoying this, aren't you?" "Very much so," I let out another puff of air, my hair helplessly falling back in front of my eyes. I let out a frustrated cry, looking at the man with unamused eyes, "Can I at least have my hair ties? Please? What am I going to do with them?" The man rolled his eyes, picking the two off the table and tossing them back to the guy behind me, a red-haired human named Chanyeol. He pulled out his blaster, pointing it at him before pointing it at me, simultaneously, Chanyeol's bonds deactivated, and clattered to the ground in front of him. "You're the weak link of the bunch. You do it, at least you won't try anything," Chanyeol picked it up, biting his lip in frustration. He moved up behind me, taking the amount of hair he knew I used, pulling it up as he began to pull it into the first of the twin tails. I looked at Chanyeol out of the corner of my eye, nodding as we both came to the same understanding. He leaned into my ear, speaking quietly when the Imperial officer had his back turned, "Just delay for a few seconds," "So why do you do... what you do?" I asked, trying to do just what Chanyeol was saying, smiling innocently at the man, who was holding us hostage. He cracked his neck, looking down at the datapad in his free hand, shrugging with a defined crispness. "Well... It's definitely not the credits...It's definitely not the women... I mean look at yourself. Maybe it's a sense of duty to the Empire?" I hid my frustration at his words, opting to smile unknowingly instead, "Yeah, probably a sense of duty if I had to guess," I lifted an eyebrow, opening my mouth to speak as the sound of a door hissing open sounded down the hallway, "Now!" Chanyeol cried, at which the man looked at him bewildered, walking over where he viciously planted his black boot into the side of his head. "Who do you think you are? Some kind of military strategist? Keep it shut bud," He went back to the table he was leaning against, letting out a disgruntled puff of air. At which I looked down at the datapad in my hand, randomly beginning to press buttons, "Maybe it's this one?" I said out loud as I hit the button that looked like an unlock button. The imperial man looked down at the now empty hand that was attached to his arm, his eyes shooting wide in alarm, "How did you?! What the-!" He began to move towards me, just as an electronic click, and the sound of the several electrocuffs clattering to the ground, rang through out the room. He froze as I stood up from my place on the ground, straightening my pigtails with a small smile as I quickly dashed forward, my leg shooting over my head and into his chin. My right hand flashed out, grabbing his chest as I pulled him forward, slamming his head into my other hand. I wrenched the blaster out of his hand, tossing it to Chanyeol with a grin. I grabbed the lightsaber we had lifted off a Sith tomb ages ago off the table, bringing it up close to his neck as I gestured for all my friends to leave the room. "Give us a moment will you?" They left the room, peering out into the hall as it exploded in blaster fire, "Uh... Airi? There are Imps everywhere!" Chanyeol cried, ducking down as he blindly fired the blaster over the piece of concrete he was hiding behind. I looked at him in stunned disbelief, giving him an incredulous look of idiocy as I did, "You have a blaster, don't you? Use it?" I rolled my eyes, looking back at the Imperial we know held hostage, shaking my head in disappointment, "Now... If there's one thing I don't like in men... It's arrogance," He spit in my face, his blood filled drivel landing just below my eye. I let out an impatient gust of air, wiping the spit off of me as I kneed him in the gut, bringing him to the ground as I sat on his chest, "That wasn't very nice, you know?" "And you should know that you're a spoiled brat! That has no respect for laws and the reasoning for why they stand!" "And you are an antagonizing, womanizing, sleazy womp rat, that has no respect for boundaries and the reasoning for why they exist!" I ignited the lightsaber, the satisfying hiss of the blade as the purple, yet unsteady beam of light grew to full length. His eyes went wide again, as he swallowed deeply, "Don't do whatever you're thinking about doing. I'm a high-class agent in Imperial intelligence, and if you kill me. You'll have the whole might of the Imperial Military and Navy hunting you down," I let out a heavy sigh, before shrugging, kicking him in the side of the neck, knocking him unconscious. I reached into his front pocket, pulled out the comm-link within, and placed a thermal detonator inside the pocket, activating it as I patted his cheek, "Two more things mommy told me. Traitors always want to get in bed with you... and... don't take a fight you know you can win," End Chapter 1

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