There was nothing the Empire had to offer to me.
I'm what one might call an "Independent Contractor." I find military dictatorships to be crass and cold, and upstart rebellionaires are too naïve and stomach-churningly idealistic to provide decent company. I was comfortable with my fleet, and how I fly it, and with rolling in fat stacks of credits all hopped up on glitterstims. There are worse ways to pass the time. I wanted for nothing...
...until I saw the Tie Striker in flight. The only ship that made this Independent Contractor want for something different.
So indulge me, if you please. Tell me stories of the Tie Striker while I ease off of these stims to clear my mind for another run.
