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#Queekisms Little bit. Trek is kind of my general reference point for space battles. I’m not super happy with it BUT I need to try and kickstart my muse somehow, so.

- against the Theros’ hull. “WE’RE GETTING CAUSALITY REPORTS FROM DECKS THIRTEEN, TWELVE, ELEVEN AND TEN, SIR!” “MORE MISSILES INCOMING!” ‘SHIELDS ARE OFFLINE!” “THE DEBRIS IS ABOUT TO HIT US! WHAT ARE YOUR ORDERS, SIR!?” The words never left his beak, the metal tore through the bridge.

- sub-section alpha-five is still connected to the station!” “THEN UNCOUPLE IT?” “SYSTEMS AREN’T RESPONDING! ALL OF DECK NINE IS DARK!” V’raan watched as the large arm continued to move closer and closer. The ship started to buckle and groan as it’s metal surface crashed and scraped -

- became obvious that the entire section had become detached from the body of the station itself. The ruins were drifting through space. They were floating towards the ship. “HELM! THROW THE GUIDELINES OUT OF THE WINDOW! PULL US AWAY FROM THE STATION! NOW!” The pilot tapped away. “Sir! -

- explosions rocked the ship, killing some Ensign standing behind the Captain as their console exploded. The arm of the section the Theros was just connected with was lighten-up by the impacts of the missiles. By the time the dazzling flashes of light has finally cleared from view, it -

“The Admiral’s ship is down! The Malis and Ubaty are moving in to cover the escape pods! I-I can’t keep track of what everyone else is—”. “SIR!” V’raan looked ahead again. His beady eyes watching as half a dozen swarmer missiles struck against the surface of the space station itself. The -

- connected a few chunks of rock with half a dozen pipes and metallic sections painted with skulls, swords, blasters and random marks cast in a wide array of striking colours. “STATUS REPORT ON THE FLEET! AND HELM! PULL US OUT NOW!” The operations officer tapped frantically at their console.

- the cameras located on the ship’s port side flank. There were suddenly half a dozen vessels barrelling towards the unprepared fleet and space station over the colony. They were strange ships. Their rough hulls looked as if someone had pulled an asteroid from the depths of a dense field and -

- a moment to even think his next command let alone say anything, the Theros suddenly started shaking! “HOSTILES ARE OPENING FIRE!” The Captain heaved himself from his chair and stepped towards the view screen at the front of the bridge. “ON SCREEN!” The viewer flickered as it accessed -

- towards the sensors station. His eyes narrowing on the clearly concerned operations officer. “More pirates?” The officer was quiet for a moment. “I don’t think so, sir. There’s far too many signals for a raiding convoy. They’re entering the system now.” Before the Captain had -

- navigation systems to safely rejoin the rest of your fleet.” V’raan stretched his clawed hand, his feathery arm going out wide as he let out a husky groan. “Take us out, Lieuten—”. “—Sir, we’re detecting unknown FLT signatures entering the system.” The Captain turned his gaze over -

- Control, this is the PPS Theros requesting permission to undock.” V’raan was sat in his command chair, listening to the helm officer chat with the port staff of the large station. “Permission granted, Theros. Please withdrawal at quarter sublight speed and follow the markers sent to your -

ᴘ’ᴋɪᴅᴀ @thepaethellan.bsky.social · 08/10/2026

ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇʜᴠᴀɴ ɪɪɪ sʜɪᴘʏᴀʀᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴅɢᴇ ᴏғ ᴘᴀᴛʜᴇʟʟᴀɴ ᴛᴇʀʀɪᴛᴏʀʏ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴠɪᴇᴡ - ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ ᴠ’ʀᴀᴀɴ The Theros was stationed by the shipyards of the distant colony world, Undergoing repairs and maintenance after a brief encounter with a few dozen pirate freighters operating on the border. “Behvan -

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He’s not sure what’s going on, but his superiors seem uneasy all of a sudden.

Lep, the Multiversal Explorer @infinitehorizxn.bsky.social · 05/09/2026

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+ fleet, whose leader claims the Great Khan's title, was last spotted approaching your space." "Our fleets are occupied fighting Khanate remnants and other invaders and so cannot assist, but we are happy to share intel and possibly tech specs."

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ᴘ’ᴋɪᴅᴀ @thepaethellan.bsky.social · 25/08/2026

#Queekisms I feel like I need to find something to make P’Kida a little more interesting.

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ᴘ’ᴋɪᴅᴀ @thepaethellan.bsky.social · 20/08/2026

“That is one way to describe them.”

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ᴘ’ᴋɪᴅᴀ @thepaethellan.bsky.social · 19/08/2026

“Do you often take chunks out of metal?”

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ᴘ’ᴋɪᴅᴀ @thepaethellan.bsky.social · 19/08/2026

- that they are apart of…” He sighed, unsure of the words. “…a death cult?”

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ᴘ’ᴋɪᴅᴀ @thepaethellan.bsky.social · 19/08/2026

“It might be. It really depends. We’re currently scheduled to pull out in a year and a half should nothing overly impede the reconstruction efforts.” So, naturally, the base will probably be here and in use for far longer than the optimistic two year prediction. “Are these fanatics truly unaware -

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Queek @queekisms.bsky.social · 16/08/2026

Starting Monday: I’ll be sticking to a strict rotation of my muses! Broken down into a set I’ll focus on per day! I’ll add something to my pinned here that I’ll update every day so people can easily see what I’m focusing on! Here’s the planned sets!

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ᴘ’ᴋɪᴅᴀ @thepaethellan.bsky.social · 10/08/2026

Today, I learned that not all questions necessarily need to be asked.

ᴘ’ᴋɪᴅᴀ @thepaethellan.bsky.social · 31/07/2026

< — Eats a whole fish in one go.

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ᴘ’ᴋɪᴅᴀ @thepaethellan.bsky.social · 28/07/2026

Boy! He’s so glad that the Khan’s aren’t on his people’s doorstep. That would suck!

ᴘ’ᴋɪᴅᴀ @thepaethellan.bsky.social · 27/07/2026

Into the fold? Hm. They did not happen to be cyborgs by any chance?

ᴘ’ᴋɪᴅᴀ @thepaethellan.bsky.social · 27/07/2026

- their allies into their last war, but why would this lone human care about local politics and problems? “Covenant? I have heard of them. They are the fanatics. Right?”

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ᴘ’ᴋɪᴅᴀ @thepaethellan.bsky.social · 27/07/2026

“We do. Although many species serve amongst them. That is why my unit has been deployed here. The people who own this world are our allies but they do not have the resources to rebuild this world and protect its people.” He wanted to point out that it was his people’s fault from dragging -

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ᴘ’ᴋɪᴅᴀ @thepaethellan.bsky.social · 25/07/2026

P’Kida’s translator couldn’t put in words what the sound of his squawk meant. The profanity filter simply refused to even consider the curse he spat out. “As if the galaxy needs more pirates.” He reached his arm behind himself. A faint thudding sound echoing aloud as his rifle attached itself -

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The Paethellan kept his word and lowered his rifle towards the ground. The stress and anxiety over the whole debacle quickly fading from him. “Kig Yar?” His head titled, confused. “I am unfamiliar with them.”

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“Mine.” Somehow the little petty idea of controlling the count made him feel a little more sure with this whole thing. “You have my word. No tricks.” P’Kida tensed. Instincts screaming. “One. Two. Three…”

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- the last bad idea he’s ever had. “On three, we both lower our weapons?”

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Was he willing to trust the word of a complete stranger? His eye tensed. Skimming over her armour carefully. Now that he thought about things, P’Kida couldn’t make out any raider symbols on the human’s admittedly very professional looking armour. “How about…” He’s praying this won’t be -

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No, no. He can’t bring himself to it. “Greetings, Lepanto. I am Captain P’Kida Brasswing of the Ninth Expeditionary Unit. On behalf of the United Paethellan Provinces…” The Captain set that up without being sure of how to finish it. “…I offer…” C’mon P’Kida. “…peace and friendship?”