Man! It's been way too long since I added to this storyline! Sorry for the long wait guys, but I have a good excuse for it! I'd lost the notebook that contained all of the chapters I'd pre-written for this story, but I finally found it! It's been over three years now since I lost the thing, but now that I've found it and have time (college has been a real pain but I'm going to graduate now) I can finally get to posting this story again! Now, the story is kinda difficult to write, since I can never find much about Phatrong (and some of the stuff I did find out made no sense), so I've had to write a document about my own ideas for Phatrong that I may or may not post here at some point. It's honestly a work in progress, and a lot of the stuff I've literally had to make up myself just so that I could have more options in scenes.
Now, just as a bit of a disclaimer, I do not own Star Wars in any capacity, only the OCs, my own headcanon ideas, and this story. I am not making any money off of this (because if I did I would probably not be struggling so much), and I am only writing this for fun and posting it to share my stories with people who might appreciate it. I do appreciate any and all reviews that you guys have to offer, as it gives me the ability to know where I may have messed up and whether or not my writing is even any good.
Now, let's get on with the story!
"Kyuzo Speech"
"Normal Speech"
'Kyuzo Thoughts'
'Normal Thoughts/Kirachi Speech'
"Reading"
:Kyuzo Comm:
:Normal Comm:
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"Ok, Embo, she's good to go!"
The large hangar was bustling with activity: mechanics were rushing to put tools and spare parts away, some droids were carrying large crates of supplies to a large disk-shaped ship, and an anooba was running around happily. The red-haired Zabrak, who had been speaking to the Kyuzo, was wiping her hands with a stained rag, various tools hanging from her two belts.
"The environmental regulator shouldn't give you any more problems, and we've repaired the hull damage. Also redid the paint for you," Vevera added, stuffing her rag into her back pocket. Embo nodded gratefully.
"Thank you, Vevera," he said, then asked, "Are you still planning to attend the wedding?"
"Wouldn't miss it for the universe," the mechanic grinned, her violet eyes twinkling slightly. "I'm glad you and Sugi have made it this far, and I'm excited to see how much farther you two will go!"
"We better tell the others that the ship is ready," Sugi haid, walking up to them. She was dressed in her usual gray jeans and a pink tank top, but her hair was in a braid instead of a topknot. "I think Skywalker's ship can fit in the Guillotine's hangar bay, as well as Halo, so we'll have those ships just in case we need them.
"That's good," Embo said, giving his fianceé a one-armed hug. "When will Skywalker and the others with him arrive?"
"Any minute now," Tanoka said, coming over to them, her sole clone subordinate, Cliffjumper, following a step behind to her right. They were both carrying duffel bags, and Cliff was wearing his armor. "I just got off the comm with Ahsoka; they're entering the system."
"We'rrre almost done loading up the Guillotine, Boss," a red-furred Lupinion reported to the Togruta, grinning toothily. "Also, High Alpha Arturrro and High Chanterrr Bahwooonai have arrived as well."
"Please bring them to the ship, Barkour," Tanoka replied, and the red-furred Lupinion hurried off. Then, the Togruta turned to Embo. "Let me know when our guests from the Republic arrive, won't you?"
"Of course I will, Great Mother," Embo assured her, bowing a little and using a title his third-youngest brother, Kendo, had given the colony leader. Said leader was now chuckling and shaking her head.
"I still think the title is a bit much, Embo," she commented, "But since I realize how important titles are to your people, I guess I'll have to live with it." Then, she and Cliffjumper ascended the ramp into the Guillotine, just as Barkour was leading three other Lupinions in as well: a lithe female with chocolate brown fur; a taller, graceful female with silky black fur; and a towering, muscular, snow-white male with a necklace of teeth and small animal skulls, and carrying an ornate energy spear.
"Arturo!" Embo greeted heartily, attracting the attention of the huge white male, who then grinned toothily at him.
"Embo! It is good to see you, my brotherrr of the Hunt!" Arturo replied, going over to the Kyuzo and giving him a hug. When they separated, Embo looked to the two females.
"Bahwoonae," he greeted, nodding to the black-furred female. She was dressed in a light, flowing material that fluttered and swayed around her as she moved, strips of the same material also attached to small gold rings that hung from the outer edge of both of her ears (four rings to an ear), and wore matching bracelets and anklets as well. The material was colored royal blue, with tiny gold flakes woven in, and formed a skirt and top that reminded Embo of the ancient Earth dancers often portrayed in Arabian desert scenes.
She most likely had more outfits similar to it in her luggage.
"Grrreetings, Hunt-Brotherrr," the exotic woman replies, bowing to the Kyuzo in a way that made the loose fabric of her clothes flutter and float around her in a magnificent shimmering display. Then, she motioned to the smaller, chocolate female beside her with a shimmering flourish. "I would like to intrrroduce Laoumirrr, a Hunterrr-Scrrribe of the Norrrdarrr Clan."
"I am honored to meet you, Grrreat Hunterrr," Laoumir said, bowing extremely low to Embo. She wore a very unrestrictive outfit: a top that barely covered more than a sports bra, and a bottom that was pretty much a bikini bottom with a loincloth attached to it, and the material used was a scaly reptile hide colored in dark green and black. The only decoration she wore was a leather cord necklace strung with a few claws, and a silver loop in her right ear, from which hung a fang tied with a thin strip of leather. Also, instead of ice-blue eyes like those of her two higher-ranking companions, Laoumir's eyes were a striking green color.
"And it is a pleasure to meet you, Laoumir," Embo replied with a nod. "I believe you might enjoy joining the Hunts of Phatrong. Some species make quite challenging kills."
"I look forrrwarrrd to it," the lanky female said with a feral grin, the anticipation for the hunt shining in her eyes.
After the Lupinions went into the Guillotine, the group from the Republic (Obi-Wan, Anakin, Ahsoka, Rex, Cody, Mace Windu, Kit Fisto, Plo-Koon, Senator Amidala, Senator Organa, Chancellor Chuchi, four guards for each politician, and twelve clones) arrived in three different ships, and, after everyone had boarded (and Halo and Twilight were secured in the docking bay of the Guillotine), Embo started up his ship and steered it out of the atmosphere.
Finally headed home.
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And that's the first chapter! Man, it sure is great to be back into the swing of things! I've also, on another note, got a lot of Naruto and Bleach fanfictions that I may or may not post sometime soon, and a lot of them aren't even finished… Also, I'm probably going to be on a lot of random hiatuses from multiple stories, and for that I blame college and my habit of changing what I'm interested in at any given moment.
Until next time, may the Force be with you!