"And you think that makes any difference to me?" she asked casually as she folded her arms across her chest. Some things never changed. The woman was young, probably in her early twenties with flowing blonde hair, wonderful body, and eyes that lingered within the debths of your soul. She was every man's dream, but she was a Captain's nightmare. She was a distraction, nothing more.
"Thank god she's off duty..." Captain Median proclaimed as he set his duraplastic tray down with a loud clammer of silverware, and food. Lianna laughed and crossed her legs. "She's only a girl, Captain. Give her some time..." As Lianna raised her durafoam glass to her lips, the Captain grunted and dove into his mashed potatoes. She hid a smirk as memories of her adolescense rushed back to her, the days of Tristan, and his lovers. The days when she was care free, and glowing like a distant star. But all of that was gone now. Tristan was dead, and the New Republic was once again nothing more than a band of Rebels.
Lieutenant's Quarters, Three Hours Later...
Lianna leaned back against the neatly pressed linens of her bed that draped over the conforts of her favorite pillow. Intelligence indicated that three starships would be moving through the Yavin system, relativly undefended in a matter of days. The perfect opportunity for a band of Rebels, Merchants, Mercenaries, and Pirates to bulk up on the military forces needed to defend themselves... and defend those most in need of it.
Freedom isn't free. It has a cost, and that cost is usually the ultimate cost. The price for freedom is death. Not necessarily yours, but someone... someone would die for the freedom of others. Admiral Ackbar had spent his life dedicated to the cause of the Rebellion against the Empire, and later the New Republic. He had given his life years later defending a planet from the wrath of the New Order.
Lianna shuddered as she pulled the covers closer to her breasts, comforting herself as a single tear flowed down her soft, tender cheek. She was alone... As she lay in silence, the eternal darkness cloaking her room speckled with faint white dots traced by distant stars, she muttered one word... Tristan...