emile fischer

Xaash-tâ: Goodbye, my friend

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9,000. A crowd of 9,000 awaited Xaash-tâ that evening. 9,000 men, women, children young and old, droids and aliens of all kinds were standing there, in the large square of Kaas City, and all were looking in the same direction. It had now been 25 hours since the tragic event had occurred, and although she had been ready for a long time, tonight the sith was struggling to advance on the podium. Everyone downstairs looked up in expectation, and everyone upstairs looked down in regret.

Before taking the first step, Xaash looked to his left, still a little hesitant. Jahnelthra raised her pale eyes to her friend, nodding slowly. Staring at his goal, clenching his fists, the Fury moved to the podium at Kaas City's West Gateway. The crowd saw a dark, hooded figure stand in front of the city's levitating luminous statue.

And a long silence reigned. Only the lightning in the distance and the gentle rain of Dromund accompanied them.

"People of the Empire..."

As her unusually fragile voice echoed in the microphone, and the night breeze brushed her nose, she looked at the crowd before her, then lowered her gaze in disappointment. She waited a few seconds, then resumed.

“Lieutenant Malavai Quinn, was a child of the Empire. This is where he grew up, in the heart of our home. Many years later, it was under the wing of Lord Baras that he rose through the ranks. It was then that I met him. He dropped to his knees and joined my crew. A man full of vigor, courage and ambition. At first we didn't get along well... But it wasn't until a few hours ago that I finally understood how brave... and loyal he was. »

She stepped to the side and raised her arm to Vette, who was waiting to her right, and took a small step in turn, twisting her fingers.

“As you know, Lieutenant Quinn died yesterday on Balmorra under enemy fire. What you don't know... is that the shot that hit him in the heart was aimed at that young twi'lek, Vette, our partner. Quinn had a choice, as we have every day...and he didn't hesitate. He dedicated his life to serving the Emperor, and he gave it for his Empire... for his partner... for his family. »

Jahnelthra squeezed the hand of Andrax, who was standing beside him. Below, a holo from the lieutenant appeared in front of the attentive crowd. In the sky, fighters streaked into close quarters in his honor, and the thunder rumbled quietly. The pale lady looked up and gazed at an opening in the clouds, full of forgotten stars.

“Malavai Quinn. Heroes of the Empire  ! »

The whole crowd lowered their heads at the same time, while alongside Xaash, his friends, partners, a few leaders, as well as about thirty agents on each side of the bridge, having known the deceased, stood to attention. -to you for a last farewell.

" ...Goodbye my friend. she whispered under her hood.