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There is an office. A spacious and bare office, almost completely empty outside of the stock furniture ( Read more... ) -
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The wake for his father was three days ago, and Corran is back at One CorSec Plaza. He sits in his father's old office--one not yet reassigned--rather than at his own desk. In front of him, a dossier on Bossk, and a stack 8 inches high of old cases with his involvement in them ( Read more... ) -
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It was a dark and stormy night.
The smoke in the tapcaf was enough to choke a bantha. Not just one--a whole herd of them. Corran Horn coughed quietly to clear his throat, and he took another look--or was it a squint?--around the cantina ( Read more... ) -
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[Millitimed to last night.]
It's been a rough day.
This is evidenced by a pair of boots flying across room 117. "Kriff it all!!!" The door slams shut behind an angry Corran Horn.
She's a traitor to justice. After all we've been through and seen together... He shakes his head angrily. She doesn't understand. She didn't work his case, Inyri and ( Read more... ) -
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[Following the brawl with Thyne, Corran is out by the lake...]
That... is one kriffing pissed Jedi.
Corran is standing, staring out into the forest behind bar, roiling hatred running hot through his veins. Why?!? Why would she betray me like that by defending him?!? Stretching out with the Force, he reaches out, looking for anything alive, ( Read more... ) -
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[[ After this...Corran is lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling. The talk with Wedge is still running over and over in his mind. He's analyzed it from a thousand different angles, and in all of them, something is still horribly wrong. They hadn't had that kind of confrontation since... well, since he was recruited ( Read more... ) -
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[Room 117, following this happy reunion]
Corran could barely get his key in the lock, his hands were shaking so badly. As soon as he manages to get inside, he slams and bolts the door before slumping into the large chair in the corner of the room, his face buried in his hands.
What was that? What the kriff got into me? He scrubs his hands over ( Read more... ) -
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Tych--
Whatever it is, I didn't do it.
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Couldn't help it...
I escaped from the Dungeon of Corsec Jedi!
I killed Shaped Jeedai the goblin and I Love Kettch the owlbear.
I looted the Dagger of Tycho Celchu, the Sword of Wedge Antilles, the Armour of Hobbie Klivian and 78 gold pieces.
Score: 78
Explore the Dungeon of Corsec Jedi and try to beat this score,
or enter your username to generate and explore your own ( Read more... ) -
Question meme
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