Ok, maybe one of the monthly articles I write would help add more character to get some interest.

Greetings again fellow Coalition members and welcome to the second edition of Chronicles of a Geronian. I've logged quite a few hours in hyperspace now. There have been some exciting times, a few changes and many new faces. One of our latest adventures in the YT-510 Jaguar was a trip to Tattoine and the luxury world Zeltros.

I was sleeping off a case of ale and a bottle of whiskey when I received a message from Quarter Master Dero Racto. I put in some eye drops and hailed the jag to put the message through. Upon the com screen an image of QM Racto wavered on screen. He let me know about two recruits that needed to be picked up on Tattoine and Zeltros to be brought back to Ren.

“Roger that Quarter Master. I’m heading that way now." Quilo stated while grabbing his Correlian pain reliever to calm the mighty hangover gods.

“Please keep me updated Supervisor Bahun. Watch them with the ale now, we want them to pass academy as soon as possible. "

“Over and out sir. They will arrive safely."

I flew over the Eclipse bar and filled the Jag with much needed supplies before heading out. I typed in my coordinates and took off to Tattoine. I realized it had only been a short few months ago that I was waiting to be picked up from Tattoine myself. I was not prepared for the twin suns heat but I knew this time I would not have much time to travel around.

I landed and finally got to meet Mapache Singolo. He had been traveling around in a speeder while trying to avoid getting arrested. I’m not sure I ever got that full story as once we officially met he admired the ice cold cases of ale as we ascended before hitting hyperspace to head to Zeltros, in the inner rim territories, our next destination.

We told tales of our pasts and he let me know of his strong desire to join fleet in our coalition. I had to admire the spunk of this recruit. I had felt the same way before I earned my wings in logistics. A few days passed in our travels and I heard the computer beep her sound that we were nearing our destination. I looked through the back of the jag and realized it was good timing. We would need a cleaning station to rid the jag of the many dead soldiers before the new recruit boarded.

I gazed out the cockpit windows to see the peculiar planet Zeltros. It’s atmosphere contained swirls of yellows, purples and blues. It was like no other planet I had seen before. I had heard stories of this planet and how grand the parties were. Of course, there wouldn’t be much time for that as my orders were to pick up Recruit John Siebs and get the two recruits to the station Aryan. It did appear that I had a few hours and I did want to see a bit of this so called pleasure planet.

I stepped out onto the grounds of Korunaan City and was amazed by the casinos, bars and amusement parks that surrounded me. Every being seemed so joyful and most had drinks in hand already. I have to think this could definitely be a vacation spot for me. Drinks in the afternoon, music coming from all over and yes, many beautiful Zeltrons. I had only heard of their beauty but I knew it was bred into them by their pheromones.

Continuing my site seeing, I walked down the street and watched my clock carefully. I knew I’d never hear the end of it if I got the two recruits back late. I heard a laughter that I found quite magical and in the door way of a club stood a beautiful female Zeltron. She stood at least 6 feet tall with fiery red hair and a cut off shirt that showed her incredibly sleek body. She put a smile on that I could never forget and waved for me to come to her. It was if I had no choice but to go. I approached and she placed her arms on my shoulders.

“Good day my scruffy pilot. My name is Losa Barak. Who might you be?"

I was taken off guard and suddenly became speechless as she continued to touch my face and then kissed me on the forehead. It was if I could not move, I was simply trapped in this moment.

I stuttered out a simple compliment and quickly realized I probably sounded like a wookie getting stroked for its first time. I grew red at the cheeks as she grabbed my hand and pulled me inside the club.

“Hey barkeep, can we get my special for my new friend here?"

Before I knew it a tall drink was in my hand that looked similar to the purplish atmosphere of Zeltron itself. I took a sip and felt a warmth come over me. The air seemed lighter and Losa only became more beautiful than any being I had ever seen. There were streaks from the lights bouncing around mirrored walls and glowing holograms of lesser clothed Zeltrons dancing everywhere. The beat from bizarre music I had never heard almost seemed to own my feet.

Once again, Losa took my hand and pulled me onto the dance floor. It all seemed like a giant blur of colors, skin and freedom. I had never felt anything like this and was a bit curious to what was in the drink. However, with the peace and fun I was having, I had reservations about it. I mean, I was with Losa, the most beautiful being I had ever seen so what could go wrong?

It seems like we had only been on the dance floor for minutes but I could feel it had been much longer. I had no will to leave at this time so I hailed Mapache from my communicator letting him know I’d possibly be a bit late. Losa took my communicator and put it away in her purse. She then whispered something to me in another language than basic and I could only abide by her will. The greens turned to blues and at once it was as if I was memorized. She took me to a room up the winding stairwell where there was a large hammock and slower but very progressive music playing.

“So Quilo, what do you think of your time here on Zeltros?"
“I think I might love you and could possibly stay here till my ending days my dear."

I had talked like I had never talked to another being in my short existence in the universe. I talked of the coalition, the new friends I had found and the trips I had made so far. I felt my muscles unwind and though to myself this must surely be heaven. I am incredibly reclusive and shy at times without a trust for anyone, except this female I’ve only known for a few hours. She poured some Zeltron rum and we both drank till the bottle was empty.

The rest I’d love to tell you but I’m saving those memories just for me. It was more than magical and closer to heaven than I have ever been. Unfortunately, there seems to be some missing time there as well as I remember towards the end of our time her eyes and then street lights. It had appeared that I was flying at the speed of light but I could only see the skies bleeding it’s colors into my eyes. I looked up and saw Mapache and John with a bit of a stunned look.

I stood to my feet and shook off the many drinks I had had. “Greetings guys, I’m sorry to keep you waiting. If I ever get to Zeltros again I’ll surely mark a few days for more time here."

I felt my pockets and my communicator had been returned. I smiled as I was a bit worried with a being having that much control over me. I checked my back pack and to my dismay I did find about ten thousand missing credits. However, there was a note wrote in with a beautiful handwriting from Losa.

“If you are ever back on Zeltron look me up. Much peace and love. XOXO"

I simply couldn’t help myself from laughing as the day’s events left me a bit drained and well, soar to be honest. I could only think ten thousand credits was a mere bargain for the time I had with Ms. Losa Barak. Also in my backpack was a bottle of the finest Zeltros rum that she had left me. What a day I had I though to myself. In my time away, it also appeared that Mapache and John were doing quite fine with the Ale, whiskey and other mixed drinks we had in the Jaguar. I felt a bit of relief since I got so caught up.

I continued to check the ship over and situate our belongings. We all grabbed our ales and I welcomed them to the rum we had been so kindly given.

“Well guys, let’s get back to Ren. Please buckle up and enjoy our voyage back."

I typed in our coordinates during our ascent and as soon as we got into orbit waved goodbye to the planet that is only heaven in my eyes. I couldn’t imagine if it was the planet itself or her. That beautiful exotic therapist of sorts named Losa Barak. My quest through Zeltros reminded me a quote I had heard once..,

“I never thought I’d find my true love on Zeltros, and I didn’t. What I find was a double-jointed Zeltron carfarel named Lisshal who taught me the errors of monogamy. I might never leave!"
- Jiri Sools

Well, fellow members of the coalition, this concludes my second edition of Chronicles of a Geronian and hope you enjoyed reading about my adventures in logistics. As always, feedback is welcome and I am here for you.

I’ll see you all around the galaxy.

Cheers till next time,

Supervisor Quilo Bahun

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