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Salmon Blade
Chronicles
There was an interrogation.
The party of this battle was Jedi Knight Salmo Saylar and his adopted little sister, Princess Vivid Nightingale the 3rd of the Republic…
…Versus the Assassin Nikua Redstock of the Separatist.
The coin was flipped…
…The Republic side won that first skirmish.
And the Jinx of the Universe started the battle of wits.
"Miss Nikua Redstock…
We know you've been hired by the Separatists and we know your intentions of targeting an important delegate of the Galactic Senate who is currently working with the Tarasque Central Government…
What I would like to know is who sent you within the Separatist rank? I would like a name, a location, and hopefully every bit of detail regarding their army numbers…"
"…"
"…Th-that…that was the end of my question…"
"I-I knew that, you idiot! Quit ruining the mood…
A-ahem…,…Heh-heh-heh. Sorry, mister, but I'm not talking…I'd rather bite my tongue and end this stupid charade right here and right now…
Oh mighty Jedi Knight, I know your kind hate having their hands dirtied even when you're the leaders of this dismal Clone War…Either you let me live scot-free and watch me finish my work…or my 'departure' will leave a bad taste in your mouth…"
…
"…,…,…,…,…,…Pppppppffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff!"
"WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU LAUGHING FOR, IDIOT!?—
Ever since I signed up in being a killer for hirer, to fight on the military front, and to slaughter the weak across the burning battlefields – it's an honorable dream to be captured and resist even the cruelest of tortures on days on end!—
Once interrogators like you are fed up with my trained silence, you'll drop your guard and I'll make my escape like a super-cool spy heroine!...
…BUT WHAT YOU'RE DOING TO THIS BIG MOMENT IN MY LIFE IS TREATING IT LIKE IT WAS SOME KIND OF THIRD-STRING PUPPET SHOW RUNNING ON STUPID CORNY PUNS AND JOKES!—
TAKE – ME – SERIOUSLY – PLEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASE!"
"…U-uuuh…S-s-sorry. I'm really sorry…
B-but that super-serious look on your face is just…is just…Pfffffffffffffffff! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!—
Aaah! M-my sides! I-I think I broke a rib just from laughing this hard! B-but I can't stop! Ha-ha-ha-ha—
OW! V-VIVID! I'M SORRY! I'M NOT MAKING FUN OF THAT GIRL! S-SO STOP HITTING ME WITH THAT STICK! WH-WHERE DID YOU EVEN GET THAT IN THE FIRST PLACE!?"
"Bahd, bahd, bahd!"
"SHUUUUUUUUU~UUUUUUUUUUUUT UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU~UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!—
Long story short – you two are complete idiots!—
I'm not talking – like a true stone-cold killer in the hands of the enemy! So do your worse! Nothing you do will make me brea—G-guh!"
…
Nikua Redstock choked on her last word.
That was because Salmo Saylor suddenly grabbed the stick that the Princess Vivid was hitting him to an abrupt halt…and the room suddenly become heavy.
…As if gravity went haywire and added a couple of kilograms to everyone's shoulders…
Wh…when did this weird Jedi Knight become…this serious.
"…I see…Nothing will break you, you say…I guess I have no choice but to use that…"
"…Y…Yes! Yes! YES! TH-THIS IS THE MOMENT!—
THE MOMENT WHERE I ENDURE ALL TORMENT AND INSANITY TO EVENTUALLY BREAK FREE AND KILL ALL YOU SUCKERS LIKE GEKKOS!—
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA! SO BE IT, JEDIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!"
"…Very well. Miss Masochist…"
"DOOOOOOOOOOON'T CAAAAAAAAAALL MEEEEEE THAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!"
The Assassin once again went silence after her scream of heavenly fury.
She didn't say anything anymore…rather…she couldn't.
What the Jedi Knight did to her…
…Was the most inhumane thing any living creature could utilize at a time like this.
…,…,…,…,…,…,…,…,…He dropped on one knee.
"Marry me."
"…,…,…,…,…,…,…,…,…,…"
"…,…,…Just kidd—"
Nikua Redstock and Princess Vivid Nightingale the 3rd drop-kicked the Jedi Knight in the face.