So did a badass thing this week.
It is rather badass, the main character of her comic C'est La Mort facing off against Death himself and slipping away!
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Star Trek: Hazard TeamsOrigins of the Hazard Team: first conceived of by Lieutenant, later Lieutenant-Commander, Tuvok aboard USS Voyager during its seven year journey through the Delta Quadrant. The Hazard Team was realized as a means to deal with the myriad of situations that arose during Voyager’s journey that typical security and away teams were unsuited for. Taking his inspiration from MACO or Military Assault Command Operations—the specialized military unit that had served in Earth's space fleet and later Starfleet—Tuvok created an efficient and capable force of skilled crewmen and officers who could deal with the various hostile forces arrayed against Voyager's crew.. By the time of Voyager’s return to the Alpha Quadrant, the Hazard Team had proven itself invaluable in the minds of all who served with them though by this time attrition had taken its toll and only a handful of Tuvok’s original Hazard Team were left. Despite exemplary performance and heroic sacrifice StarflStar Trek: Hazard Teams by SlingBlade87
SWtCW: Broken Home pt. 4Lonagh SystemSWtCW: Broken Home pt. 4 by SlingBlade87
The slaver forces occupying the the fourth planet in the Lonagh system were hardly a militant force. They were just enough to enforce their rule on the local population and their starfleet as it stood was mostly transports rather than warships. So it was something of a rude shock when the ships of the Aegis fleet dropped out of hyperspace beyond the gravity well formed by the planet. While the star destroyers hung back to deploy their fighter compliments, the cruisers in the fleet were sent in to annihilate what opposition there was. All ships were given orders to fire disabling shots in case there were any captured inhabitants aboard. Soon the the space above Lonagh-Wha was secure and the nasty work of ship and planetary assaults began.
Being an assault corps, the 13th was well equipped for the task at hand though they lacked in space armor for their troopers they were more than capable of boarding in more traditional manners as shuttles ferried platoons of troops to eac
SWtCW: Broken Home pt. 3Republic space, Republic star destroyer GuardianSWtCW: Broken Home pt. 3 by SlingBlade87
“I'm telling you, she didn't seem at all happy to hear about her sister.” Jesp said worriedly.
His brothers all looked at one another before Gallant spoke up.
“Well they hadn't seen one another in so long, maybe she was just shocked?”
Sly shrugged. “That might be it...we don't really know anything about the Commander's past so who can say. There might be some bad blood between them.”
“Why would family have bad blood?” Cube asked, looking around at the others. “Family is family.”
“I can think of a few reasons.” grumbled Hooligan sullenly as he sat on the bench quietly.
Silence fell as they all looked at their squad's gunner worriedly. It hadn't been too long ago that Smile had been killed. The pair had been close. Very close, despite all their arguing and barbs.
“You remember when this war started.” Hooligan continued. “There were nine of us.”
SWtCW: Broken Home pt. 2Republic space, aboard the Republic star destroyer GuardianSWtCW: Broken Home pt. 2 by SlingBlade87
Aira-ty palmed open the door of her quarters and stopped in the doorway to star at the woman sitting on her bunk. The flaming red hair curling around her features looked nothing like Aira-ty's own long sea green hair though and she looked at Aira-ty with a pair of vertically slit green eyes. Aira-ty had only seen her adoptive sister once just after leaving the Jedi Order, years and years ago. Then she'd seen her parents playing happily with their new daughter and it had broken Aira-ty's heart. Instead of coming home to her family, she'd fled. Maybe that had been a stupid decision, but she'd made it and here they were.
Shaira-na stood up from the bed and looked at Aira-ty with a frown as she examined the red beskar'gam Aira-ty wore.
“I can't believe it.” she murmured as she shook her head. “After all they'd told me...everything they'd said about you...and this is all you are.” she waved her hand. “
My art form has never been visual, my drawing ability is atrocious and while I build models I would never presume to call myself skilled in their crafting.|
Where I excel--and here I allow myself an ego--is in my writing. I intend to use deviantart as a storage space for the random skits and scenes I concoct.
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