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This series is a collaboration with bobascher , who developed the concept with me and wrote the story.

Leia unshackled her middle and thighs, causing her to fall to the bottom of this tank. When she pressed on it, the structure seemed to give and flex. Again, clear evidence she was not in a bacta tank. Bacta tank walls are several inches of transparent aluminum. This manipulation did expose a slight tear in the joint between the case and the back wall. She pressed her hand in and found that she could release more of the shell. In short order, she had enough space to slip out.

Popping out of the case, she was confronted by another confusing site. Flanking the two women were giant lightsaber statues. It was unclear what their purpose was and they were not standard for utilitarian Empire design. Beyond this, while the Empire did build on grand scales, they often had some bustle of activity. This place was still. No obvious shield generators or repair alcoves. No clicking stormtrooper heels. The floor beneath her was also strange as it was not ceramic or metallic. It almost appeared to be a sealed organic material. The Empire rejected the use of organic materials since the complete deforestation of many core worlds.

Turning back, she looked at the plate holding her tank upright. To her surprise, it didn’t seem connected to the bulkhead at all. There was no power coming to it or plumbing to transport fluids. This backing plate was also a very strange material. It appeared to be made from the compressed organic pulp. The Empire did not have such a material.

Allowing her eyes to focus back, it became clear that the plate had a picture. Not just any picture - but one of Han and her kissing. “That dirty nerf herder. I wonder if this is all his prank.” She instinctively went for her communicator, but stopped when she remembered what happened last time.

Looking further at the plate, there was some form of writing. It was not the Erabesh of Imperial Common. It actually didn’t look like any of the writing forms that she was used to. That being said, she had this strange feeling she knew this writing. She leaned into this uncomfortable feeling and sounds started forming in her mind. “Real...play...products? Who or what are they?”

One thing was certain, she needed allies and more information. Maybe one of these other women would aid her.

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Description

This series is a collaboration with bobascher , who developed the concept with me and wrote the story.

Leia unshackled her middle and thighs, causing her to fall to the bottom of this tank. When she pressed on it, the structure seemed to give and flex. Again, clear evidence she was not in a bacta tank. Bacta tank walls are several inches of transparent aluminum. This manipulation did expose a slight tear in the joint between the case and the back wall. She pressed her hand in and found that she could release more of the shell. In short order, she had enough space to slip out.

Popping out of the case, she was confronted by another confusing site. Flanking the two women were giant lightsaber statues. It was unclear what their purpose was and they were not standard for utilitarian Empire design. Beyond this, while the Empire did build on grand scales, they often had some bustle of activity. This place was still. No obvious shield generators or repair alcoves. No clicking stormtrooper heels. The floor beneath her was also strange as it was not ceramic or metallic. It almost appeared to be a sealed organic material. The Empire rejected the use of organic materials since the complete deforestation of many core worlds.

Turning back, she looked at the plate holding her tank upright. To her surprise, it didn’t seem connected to the bulkhead at all. There was no power coming to it or plumbing to transport fluids. This backing plate was also a very strange material. It appeared to be made from the compressed organic pulp. The Empire did not have such a material.

Allowing her eyes to focus back, it became clear that the plate had a picture. Not just any picture - but one of Han and her kissing. “That dirty nerf herder. I wonder if this is all his prank.” She instinctively went for her communicator, but stopped when she remembered what happened last time.

Looking further at the plate, there was some form of writing. It was not the Erabesh of Imperial Common. It actually didn’t look like any of the writing forms that she was used to. That being said, she had this strange feeling she knew this writing. She leaned into this uncomfortable feeling and sounds started forming in her mind. “Real...play...products? Who or what are they?”

One thing was certain, she needed allies and more information. Maybe one of these other women would aid her.

Go To Part Four