B E A C O N
THE IN-BETWEEN
For the first time in over a decade the sensation of the world fell away and the canvas of the stars bled into view, her eyes as the Miid Ro'ik's eyes, her touch as the Miid Ro'ik's. The living ship was her brush, she the hand, and the empty void of space her canvas to paint the bodies of Jedi and their allies across in an impasto to memorize her union with this tantalizingly exotic sensation of extrasensory fullness. The lingering tenseness of her spine faded as the shuddering of the ship in the black of space replaced it, the maw of the great ship opening as though it was her own mouth baring fangs - yorik-ets lining up to launch as the Yammosks within the ship alerted she and the Yuuzhan Vong that dwelled with this ship - within her - of the arrival of the reinforcements she had been waiting for.
Out from the emptiness of dark space, which the natives to the galaxy referred to as hyperspace, arrived the flotilla the Yuuzhan Vong that had tentatively remained with the Sith had granted Braith - declaring themselves to she and her crew, Yammosk to Yammosk, villip to villip. Dozens of living creatures emerged, hulking monstrosities holding equally terrifying warriors of misshapen visage within the depths of their twisted bodies. Miid Ro'iks, A-vek Liluunu, Yorik-vec, and Vua'spar interdictors shook as they arrived, disgorging themselves of their Yorik-et which quickly swarmed the empty expanse of space that occupied the gap between the Yuuzhan Vong.
"Al' tanna Yuuzhan Vong knotte Yun'o! Do-ro'ik vong pratte!" "Long life to the Yuuzhan Vong, beloved of the Gods! And woe to our enemies!"
The Vua Gul, the Miid Ro'ik she was linked with in perfect synergy, shuddered as her voice was carried across its interior through the villips that lined it, joining the choir that was the echo of her battle cry transmitted across the rest of the flotilla. As if the cry was the only command that the Yuuzhan Vong needed, together they moved towards the enemy with a unified purpose - the living ships as motivated as the crew that they housed - and the yaret-kor that lined the larger ships, as well as those that lined the yorik-ets that were released to attack with a vengeance on the starfighters that plagued the Sith destroyers, firing with a singular purpose upon the fleet of ships controlled by the Jedi and their allies.
Seventh fleet or not, Jedi starfighters presence be damned, there was no outcome Braith would accept other than one which ended with a fresco painted with the blood of her opposition to remind the galaxy that there was only folly in attempting to thwart the Sith Empire.
Kelsie Sylvan Jai'galaar Gred Jerec Asyr Elise Lucien Dooku Bralin Beric Layne Josiah Goros the Hutt Kyor "Mute" Jaeirr Loske Treicolt Ryv Malel Mal'gurith Maynard Treicolt Scherezade deWinter Sasmay Cull Khar Garak Vertigo Darth Trellux Cei Kyros Finley
The cognition hood felt snug against her skin, the prickling sensation of something living attached to her providing no more discomfort than the biting of orbalisks over her body, and the flesh-like seat she was slowly encompassed by seemed to lend itself to her senses. Her vision faded as the darkness took her, the force smothered by the overwhelming sensation of becoming a part of something greater - her sense of touch numbing as the grip of the tall yor, the cognition throne, assimilated her with the Miid Ro'ik to give her a control that the captains of navies only wished they could have over their metal abominations.For the first time in over a decade the sensation of the world fell away and the canvas of the stars bled into view, her eyes as the Miid Ro'ik's eyes, her touch as the Miid Ro'ik's. The living ship was her brush, she the hand, and the empty void of space her canvas to paint the bodies of Jedi and their allies across in an impasto to memorize her union with this tantalizingly exotic sensation of extrasensory fullness. The lingering tenseness of her spine faded as the shuddering of the ship in the black of space replaced it, the maw of the great ship opening as though it was her own mouth baring fangs - yorik-ets lining up to launch as the Yammosks within the ship alerted she and the Yuuzhan Vong that dwelled with this ship - within her - of the arrival of the reinforcements she had been waiting for.
Out from the emptiness of dark space, which the natives to the galaxy referred to as hyperspace, arrived the flotilla the Yuuzhan Vong that had tentatively remained with the Sith had granted Braith - declaring themselves to she and her crew, Yammosk to Yammosk, villip to villip. Dozens of living creatures emerged, hulking monstrosities holding equally terrifying warriors of misshapen visage within the depths of their twisted bodies. Miid Ro'iks, A-vek Liluunu, Yorik-vec, and Vua'spar interdictors shook as they arrived, disgorging themselves of their Yorik-et which quickly swarmed the empty expanse of space that occupied the gap between the Yuuzhan Vong.
"Al' tanna Yuuzhan Vong knotte Yun'o! Do-ro'ik vong pratte!" "Long life to the Yuuzhan Vong, beloved of the Gods! And woe to our enemies!"
The Vua Gul, the Miid Ro'ik she was linked with in perfect synergy, shuddered as her voice was carried across its interior through the villips that lined it, joining the choir that was the echo of her battle cry transmitted across the rest of the flotilla. As if the cry was the only command that the Yuuzhan Vong needed, together they moved towards the enemy with a unified purpose - the living ships as motivated as the crew that they housed - and the yaret-kor that lined the larger ships, as well as those that lined the yorik-ets that were released to attack with a vengeance on the starfighters that plagued the Sith destroyers, firing with a singular purpose upon the fleet of ships controlled by the Jedi and their allies.
Seventh fleet or not, Jedi starfighters presence be damned, there was no outcome Braith would accept other than one which ended with a fresco painted with the blood of her opposition to remind the galaxy that there was only folly in attempting to thwart the Sith Empire.
Kelsie Sylvan Jai'galaar Gred Jerec Asyr Elise Lucien Dooku Bralin Beric Layne Josiah Goros the Hutt Kyor "Mute" Jaeirr Loske Treicolt Ryv Malel Mal'gurith Maynard Treicolt Scherezade deWinter Sasmay Cull Khar Garak Vertigo Darth Trellux Cei Kyros Finley
- [x8] Miid Ro'ik
- [x8] A-vek Liluunu
- [x16] Yorik-vec
- [x4] Vua'spar Interdictors
- Numerous Yorik-et
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