Much to my dismay I have returned from a long vacation in the Outer Rim, gambling, drinking, albeit not smoking due to my lung condition, and generally spending both time and money wastefully.

I am back aboard my favored ship Invisible Hand, bound for Earth. It is time I visited old acquaintances.

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( Picture of Hess, age 29. )

Well, I've been occupied with helping Hess import things from his house, so I haven't been able to post for a while. Kazza and Posey went joyriding in one of my Droid Gunships and then crashed it in the front of their apartment. Hess and I were fast asleep until we docked over London and found the two in the apartment, looking as if butter wouldn ( Read more... )

Yesterday was a day filled with bounce and kooky lesbian girls, as Hess would say. I rode down to London in a Lambda-Class Shuttle. We alighted in front the London Eye, where Hess was waiting with all three girls. Kazza and Posey had brought along some trinkets to decorate my ship with, along with the comforts of home and clothes, and Hess had ( Read more... )

The Invisible Hand is docked over London. I have sent a message to Hess about the itinerary of the trip. He has yet to reply.

( Only to be expected... )

Dropped by Hess' place. I knocked on the door, and Hess came out, saw me, and then swore that if I caused any violence whatsoever, he would stop making apple tarts. Since I only had one thing to do there, and I was in a hurry to take my leave, I agreed and stepped in ( Read more... )

It is finished. After completing my mission on Mustafar, I visited Yavin 4 and razed the entire planet with four legions of Droid soldiers and several platoons of Droidekas. Kazza, thy will be done ( Read more... )

And I thought Hess was an intelligent man. I swear by the five Sith Lords that if I run into any more of those silly peahens when I visit him next week, I will most likely let them play with my Droidekas. They can have fun dodging laser blasts ( Read more... )