Vaudin Miir
Planetary President of Iktotch
The ruddy skinned Iktotchi sat quietly in the dark room. Light from his datapad cast his face in blue light and made his already angular face look sharper. An old pair of rustic glass reading frames sat low on his nose as his over large hands typed on the pad for the first time in years.
Hey,
It's me. Not that you didn't know that already. The galaxy sure is a strange place. It wasn't long ago I had done my level best to get as far away from responsibility as I could. And now? I go running right back like an old hound that forgot its master beats him.
Jedi, or that's what they call themselves, are taking over planets. Egotistical nihilism if you ask me. Not that you did. I mean, I've known Jedi. People so good they made you feel like you should go shower just to be in the same room. But what these people are? It's not Jedi, I don't have a word for it but Jedi doesn't fit. They don't understand that possessions aren't the Jedi way, as evidenced by trying to possess an empire. That's probably the craziest thing I've ever heard and I've talked to Zelosians after they eat sugarcane. Crazy.
Anyway, I have to do what I can for my people. They gave me a job, voted me up here knowing good a force damned well who and what I am. Maybe that's just what we still need. A rough face for the other planets to see. I'm leaving again. Back into politics, back into the crazy mindless scrabble for power they call diplomacy, and maybe, just maybe I'll be able to keep most from getting too big for the table.
-Vaudin
Hey,
It's me. Not that you didn't know that already. The galaxy sure is a strange place. It wasn't long ago I had done my level best to get as far away from responsibility as I could. And now? I go running right back like an old hound that forgot its master beats him.
Jedi, or that's what they call themselves, are taking over planets. Egotistical nihilism if you ask me. Not that you did. I mean, I've known Jedi. People so good they made you feel like you should go shower just to be in the same room. But what these people are? It's not Jedi, I don't have a word for it but Jedi doesn't fit. They don't understand that possessions aren't the Jedi way, as evidenced by trying to possess an empire. That's probably the craziest thing I've ever heard and I've talked to Zelosians after they eat sugarcane. Crazy.
Anyway, I have to do what I can for my people. They gave me a job, voted me up here knowing good a force damned well who and what I am. Maybe that's just what we still need. A rough face for the other planets to see. I'm leaving again. Back into politics, back into the crazy mindless scrabble for power they call diplomacy, and maybe, just maybe I'll be able to keep most from getting too big for the table.
-Vaudin
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