Fran eagerly left behind the glistening white Lambda-class shuttle. It was too Imperial for her, no matter how many Republic Starbirds were emblazoned on its stabilizers and computer screens. And that ...
Fran Ulgo groaned as she sank into the chair in her apartment's living room. New Year's karking Day... and all she heard about was the pathetic peace treaty with the Imperial butchers. And how wonderf ...