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A day in the life of Qwi Xux, designer of the Death Star's superlaser.

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IT IS A PERIOD OF VIOLENCE. The evil empire wages a retaliatory war in the galaxy's periphary, and its soldiers' most-requested holo-story is that which tells the tale of bounty-hunting brothers, Jedi and Sith, muscle ships and hot twi'lek babes.

Office politics and Dean's stupid office crush combine into a perfect storm — literally.

The first time, though of course he doesn't know it's the first time, everything went exactly according to plan. Crowley got the baby, right on time. He took it to the nunnery, and didn't stop to talk to the man waiting outside. He observed the whole thing, and made sure no funny business happened. At the end of the night, the Antichrist went home with the Dowlings.

It takes 600 more tries to get it going exactly according to the right plan.

Mipha would go out with the Guard and take stock of the Domain. She would eat fish fresh from the river and feel the sun on her skin. And when the sun began to set, she would be ushered back to her rooms and told to stay the night, safely in the center of the Domain. Nobody noticed when she slipped out, dressed in armor meant for a man who did not exist, exploring the world around her.

A little breaking-and-entering never hurt nobody, right? Especially if they're rich pirates who deserve it.

(For the Star Wars Rare Ships Challenge over on Pillowfort!)