Beowulf Alternate Ending

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J’ola didn’t have time for that damn droid’s incompetence today. She’d left her crew aboard the ship after treating them to too much festivities the night before. Corso had never been one to hold his liquor all that gracefully, and his advances had been . . . . J’ola cringed. Despite her impatience with the kid, she hoped he didn’t remember half the things he’d said to her. Or that she’d laughed.

Risha had excused herself early to plot something. J’ola was sure the space princess would let her in on it whenever it was relevant, because prying the information out of the woman was damn near impossible. Guss had attempted to levitate the bottle of booze, before giving up and throwing it across the room, claiming he’d done so with his mind. J’ola had told him to levitate himself into the fresher to get a towel after that.

Bowdar and Akaavi had at least been interesting. Getting into an argument about their ancestor’s triumphs of old. When the two turned to J’ola for confirmation on who was the best killer, the lethan had pointed out that technically, this holiday originated on Kashyyyk, meaning Bowdar won by default simply because he was a Wookie. Akaavi had taken the defeat as she always did. By cleaning her weapon while glaring at her cabin mates. Afterward, Bowdar had regaled them all with his genealogy, right up until everyone …show more content…

She didn’t care that she’d just insulted a Jedi. A bunch of pompous, holier than thou people in her opinion. Not that J’ola particularly liked anyone. Well, maybe that wasn’t true. She’d grown rather fond of Guss. The worthless Mon Calamari kept life aboard the ship interesting, and he’d do absolutely anything J’ola asked, just to prove he could. He couldn’t, of course, but that was half the fun. It was like a game of roulette to see what would happen, and he was totally okay with the crew placing bets on the outcome of his

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