Recent content by Hagar Landell

Hagar listened carefully, her face as still as a mask though occasionally, Serene might catch a twitch of curiosity. She had heard the same words before, out of another woman with incredible ability, a woman who could look through her mind into the past. The very same woman had then almost...

Hagar stretched out a hand, in offering to Rupert. Generally, protocol droids didn’t bite, right? Mulling the question over, she absentmindedly reached to adjust her hat, which was, of course, not there. Slightly embarrassed, she lowered her hand again. “Ai don’t spend much time considerin’...

In response to the suggestion to go inside, Hagar nodded, stepping to the side and pulling back a curtain across the shop entrance. She removed her hat, hanging it on a hook near the door, auburn strands of hair slipping loose. Silently, she pulled over a stool for the woman, though she remained...

Hagar brushed off her hands, examining the organized lines of artifacts she had created critically. Just as she was about to move a fossilized shell slightly to the left, she froze, feeling a presence approaching. Before she could make herself look up, cool, gentle words rolled over her...

Rough hands turned a piece of broken glass over. It was a deep violet, battered enough by the waves that she could pass it off as ancient, perhaps a relic from a downed ship hundreds of years ago. Hagar knew better, of course. The glass was the exact color the bottles a local resort served...

The ride she had hitched to the Entertainment District on Ord Mantell had been uneventful. Disappearing into the refreshers right when the conductor walked by her seat had left her a handful of credits richer and Hagar was in a good mood. Perhaps later she would even give some of her extra...

Depot 37 Coronet City Corellia The duracrete in the back corner of the docking yards was cracked and worn. An incessant drizzle formed murky, miniature streams through which flowed the oily, tepid runoff of the depot. Hagar turned her head up, breathing in deeply the exhaust and the fresh damp...

Hagar yawned. With the constant partying and the carnival season, they had been hosting practically without a pause. She grabbed a drink, fully aware that they were for customers, and also fully aware that the company was too short staffed to get her in any trouble. —— One of the local gangs...

Something was off. Although the detective smiled at Hagar, it felt as if the pressure in the air had suddenly dropped. Her firm grip had become vice-like, despite the fact that the girl was attempting to relax, every muscle in her body rebelling, warning her. "We go down together? Are you...

Slightly taken aback at Sarnai’s laughter, Hagar floundered in the awkward state between embarrassment and confusion. She had not intended to be funny, but clearly something had amused the woman greatly. She felt as if she should be offended that her new friend— if she could be called a friend...

“Hagar,” The girl answered plainly. She had no reason to lie, but there was little reason to elaborate with a last name either. She had never had the time or credits to change it, and the family name felt both vestigial and distantly sacred. To be rid of it to spite her family seemed wrong, but...

The woman’s presence filled Hagar with unease and an insatiable curiosity. She knew Sarnai could whip out a blaster, kill her in an instant. No one would even find her missing for days. More likely, the woman would offer her something, an offer too good to be true, and Hagar would be tethered to...

Running her tongue along her teeth thoughtfully, Hagar listened to what the other woman had to say. Typically, any advice from strangers was to be taken with a grain of salt. Everyone had an agenda, and despite her best efforts, the fact that she was just a kid on the street made her the object...

Lithe fingers brushed the well-worn brim of the felted hat for the hundredth time, pushing it up, then down again, then up. Sensing something approaching her, Hagar tensed her muscles like an alley cat, ready to fight. Whoever had come to bother her would taste her fist in their mouth if they...

Hagar finished rubbing the spice into her gums, then spit into a puddle. The neon reflection of “Johii’s Convenience Store- always open for your convenience” rippled. Johii’s had closed down seven months before her sixteenth birthday, but apparently the electric bills had never been cancelled...