The Brokenhearted

Operative Nyx' Journal

The day started off normal, except the Sith Assassin whom I thought had died was actually alive and being hunted by the Empire on Corsucant.  I couldn't stand him being hurt so I sent my psychic clone (e.g., doppleganger) to help him and get him to safety.  The clone bandaged his wounds and it was in the course of their travel to his Ebon Hawk ship, that she confronted him if he felt something deep for her and that was his reason for hunting her down so much.  He denied it, but the truth was apparent.  None the less, he became a bit hostile when she said my heart belonged to the Admiral, and he abruptly left the ship when it landed.

And then the hunt for my looking for my two dogs.  They hadn't returned my telepathic communication all day until finally, Emporer Chihuahua relayed a message that he has been debriefing ever since the attack.  He said he and Wicket were on their way back via  medical supply transport ship, and they had a special gift for me from the Rebellion, specifically from HIM.  HE had taken over the duties of the Rebel spy squad and I was told by Emp that I was demoted from the official ranking officer on the mission.  My objective from that point was only to gather intelligence.  This decision was made by HIM in order to protect me from harm.

The Admiral got side tracked when they were supposed to meet, and thus I left to meet her dogs on the medical transport ship.  This of course, reaffirmed that I was not important in his life, and I took it to heart.

The medical transport ship was intercepted by Lt. Bryce Walker who confiscated the Rebellion goods and stunned my two dogs.  We returned to my quarters and I eventually was honest with him about my history and years of service.  He said one of my code names, Carbonite, he was familiar with and he actually was hunting me down at some point.  Yes, those were the good ol' days!  I have gone by so many code names, they change with each mission, that I can hardly remember them.  And then, the Empire simply assigns me one when they can't figure out what my code name is for that mission.  Anyways, I confronted Lt. Walker if he was trustworthy and asked him to return my psyblade that he stole from the gift box from the Rebellion.  He reluctantly did and I performed the joining ritual of the two halves of the blade, forming the famed psychic fighting staff, the Kali Yuga.  The Kali Yuga is a prized weapon that was one of those stereotypical "too powerful to be owned by one person" types of deals, thus hunting down the two pieces of it was extremely time intensive.  But it seemed Lt. Walker had other things in mind.  As I was enjoying my new found "toy" it turned out that the Lt. wanted something a bit more.  I was completely sidetracked and it was then that the Admiral contacted me via my psychic link.

And then Pandora's box opened.

Lt. Bryce Walker revealed his true feelings, and right as the Admiral was walking in, Bryce was walking out, and there was an exchange of some words.  Bryce confronted the Admiral for not telling him about me, and the Admiral said he didn't think it meant anything when Bryce mentioned my name.  I was so upset that I had to leave, and ended up blowing up disks in the training room.  Unfortunately, one disk had a bit too much explosive putty underneath it and sent me flying, and caused some damage.  Then I stole one of the fighter jets to go shoot some targets for a while, and of course, got a stern look from the tower control center when I returned. When I got back to my quarters, the dogs were still knocked out and the Admiral was there.  I confronted him about ignoring me, and he apologized.  It's just not me though.  I am not one of those women that can tolerate her man being away from her (mentally or physically) all the time.  I need a companion, and it drives me nuts when his mind is elsewhere.

But Lt. Walker requested 3 days' leave which was granted.  He plans to return to Tatooine, and I feel as it if is my fault.