#nordan allgard

[shabre-legacy]

Nordan is Nyaisa’s horrible ex. Having been punched, thrown and publicly humiliated by 3 members of Havoc Squad for his own actions, he has a hatred of the squad that doesn’t abate with time. He’s a Lieutenant in the Republic Army and to his endless fury, during his time in the Army, he is never able to attain a higher rank. Born on Coruscant, he was on Corellia with his family during the Sacking and joined the Republic Army in an effort to gain status, respect and power for himself as well as maintaining his family image. He often says that it’s because of what the Empire did to his homeworld, and while there is some truth in that, it is not the primary reason. He had a plan to use his military service and military partner to rise through the ranks, gain influence and popularity before transforming it into a political career.

Due to his issues with Women and his xenophobia, he isn’t well liked by his fellow soldiers or his superiors, however he follows orders well enough to stay in the army. He doesn’t rise through the ranks however due to his issues with his superiors and others and the fact that while good, he is not more than an average soldier with a high opinion of himself. He ends up removed from his squad and sent on a punishment assignment for his behavior towards Nya and misuse of military communications. His assignment was Hoth and it was during his stay here that he received an offer from the empire that he accepted. Eventually, he recognizes that he will never rise enough to kickstart a political career of any importance and becomes disillusioned and infuriated with the Republic, making him an easy target for manipulation. While ultimately the plan that he concocted failed, he had done his part and was offered a position in the Imperial military that he accepted. 

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Nyaisa’s final Coruscant Scene

I technically should have written this scene after the rest of Nya’s Ord Mantell and Coruscant story, but it was in my head and wouldn’t leave so I could write anything else. So here it is. Takes place just before she leaves Coruscant for Taris. 

Warnings for: Verbal abuse and minor violence towards a partner. Most of the language is below the cut. (doesn’t get away with the behavior)

The walkway between the senate and the nearest Coruscant spaceport was long. Had it always been this long? It hadn’t seemed so the last three times she’s made this trek, but still...Nyaisa couldn’t tell when it had gotten so kriffing long. She moved with purpose. They might not have to run this time, but that didn’t mean they had time to waste. 

Her squad followed a step behind. Jorgan on her right, sniper, experienced, good instincts, tough and uncompromising, but willing to give advice, very grumpy. Ikhirr Jhasis walked to her left. Same training as hers, a frontal assault and search and destroy specialist. also a sergeant, good friend from the academy, Cathar, efficient, good-natured, kind, tough, likes pranks, dislikes Jedi. 

Both these men answered to her; which she still found strange. Only a few days ago she’d been a sergeant and a new transfer. Now she was a lieutenant and CO of her own spec-force squad. One with a seemingly impossible reputation to uphold, as if she needed more challenges. She’d do it of course. This wasn’t a matter of can or can’t. It was a matter of duty. Even if she couldn’t, she would. 

As she crossed the interior of the hanger, she noticed a familiar face waiting for her. Nordan Allgard, an army lieutenant and her boyfriend of 3 years, currently on leave on Coruscant before shipping out to the outer rim in 4 days. 

She had prepped a message for him during her shuttle ride and sent it as soon as she set foot on the planet. Nya told him about her transfer and promotion, her new command and new CO, she’d even told him that she would be on Coruscant. Thank the stars for secure intra-military communication. She did make sure to note that while she was on planet, it was for debriefing and work and she wasn’t sure how long she’d be here or if she’d have time to see him. No point in getting either of their hopes up. 

He hadn’t responded. Days of running around Coruscant, rescuing the senator, making their way back, all the meetings she’d had to attend. Days he’d had her message and no response. He hadn’t ignored her like this in years. 

It was a bit odd and out of character for him to come to see her off on a mission at the spaceport. Nevermind how he found out she was headed here in the first place. That was secure spec-ops details. Not available to the regular army personnel

Part of the appeal for both of them was that they understood each other. They both had their own reasons for being soldiers and they both understood that for the other and for themselves, the job would always come first. It had been that way since their academy days. It made what time they were able to spend together all the more special.

Honestly Nyaisa knew how lucky she was to have found Nordan. As a soldier, she was fantastic, but as a person, well, she could acknowledge her faults, she was difficult. She was arrogant and cold and brusque. Her time in the refugee camp had given her abandonment issues, Mirial, a hero complex. Not knowing her father meant she had massive daddy issues. Add to that the fact that she was obnoxious, talked too much, had no sense of humor, an awful temper and an obsession with weapons and thus with death and frankly, she was surprised that Nordan had stayed as long as he had. She’d probably never find anyone else that would put up with her and her moods. 

He was standing in the doorway of the hanger between the lounge and her ship. Coruscant’s sunlight dripping through his auburn hair to shine like pure gold, and making his face tattoo fade. He looked every bit as handsome as he ever had. But there was something off with him. Something in the glint of his dark eyes she could barely see, something dark in the crumpled way his uniform sat, in the way he stood rock still, face hard set as they approached. She’d only seen this look on him a few times, he was furious. 

She didn’t have time for this! As much as she wanted to sit down with her lover and let him talk about what had gone wrong this time, and fix it, and comfort him. She couldn't. The mission was too urgent. 

She altered her path slightly. Moving just enough she’d be able to squeeze his shoulder as she passed. She knew Ikhirr enough to know he’d move. 

However, instead of letting her pass by when she approached without slowing. He stepped directly in front of her, stopping her in her tracks. “We need to talk now.” He said, his voice low and angry in a way that had never been directed at her before. His eyes scanned her face, pausing briefly at the new, still healing scars across her jaw and neck. Instead of concern, there seemed to be almost disgust. When had he become this angry at her? What had she done wrong this time?

“Sorry Allgard, no time, I’m on duty and shipping out.” She spoke sharply, but was careful to have no edge to her tone. No use in making this worse, but hoping to remind him she was working, and spec force, and in front of her squad and other soldiers littered around the hangar. 

“We’re talking NOW!” he growled at her. 

She narrowed her eyes. She put up with a lot from him because she knew he loved her, but this was crossing a line and delaying a General’s orders. 

She didn’t have time to waste on anything unnecessary. She barked quick orders over her shoulder. “Jhasis, get onboard, stow your gear and start running inventory in the galley and medbay. Jorgan, start those preflights. I want off the ground soon as control clears us. Start inventory on the armory soon as we lift off. I want full reports by the time we hit Carrick.” 

Her men, ever professionals, saluted quickly and stepped around heading towards the ship. As soon as they were a few steps away, Nyaisa lowered her voice and started to step away herself. “I don’t have time today, Nordan. Garza gave orders and they’re time sensitive. We can talk later, but right now I have to go.”

As she stepped past, he grabbed her arm, yanking hard. Nya was pulled to a halt and harshly spun around to face him. “You bitch.” He spat “Do you know what you’ve done? How much you’ve humiliated me?”

“The only thing I’ve done is be exceptional at my job and get a promotion. If you’ve heard otherwise, someone’s lying to you. Let go of me!” She yanked her arm away and glared at him. What had gotten into him?

“Do you even understand what kind of shit I put up with from you.” The anger, the hate in his voice, he could be nasty sometimes, but he’d never spoken quite like this. She must have really screwed up somewhere. “I mean, I let you stay with the army training, I let you join ground troops instead of taking an administerial position where you belong, because it made me look good. My family, their friends, I could introduce my army girl and we were the very picture of republic loyalty. But this shit. This is too damn much.”

Was...was he seriously angry she got promoted? And Let her? She’d joined the army herself, she went where she was ordered and fought where she was ordered, what part of that was ‘let’? 

“What the..” 

“Shut up and listen!” He roughly cut her off before she could even reach the middle of her sentence

“I let you go around like you’re so good and so tough, when you’re really just a pathetic bitch who tries too hard and everyone knows it. And this is how you repay me? By running off and getting into the most famous squad of the republic?”

He was...He was actually angry about her transfer to Havoc! And where had all this venom and cruelty come from. She knew he liked to show her off, but she’d thought it was because he was proud of her. And these nasty comments. It wasn’t the first time he’d said such things, but never with such hate in his voice. He just wanted to help her become better. This was something else and it was starting to make her angry.

“Then to top that, you just couldn’t accept that I was the better soldier. You had to try and one up me, again. You just had to get yourself a promotion and a command. Do you even comprehend how humiliating that is?”

“You’re out of line, Nordan. If you have a problem with my success that’s your problem, not mine.”

He growled again and took a step closer to her, using his height to try and intimidate her. “I told you to shut up. I’m not done. Now, on top of everything else, which I might have been able to forgive eventually, you decided to go and disfigure yourself with those hideous things” he gestured roughly at her new scars. The ones she’d gotten surviving an imperial ambush while deep inside an imperial base, alone and betrayed. While yes, they were a little ugly, new scars always were, she wasn’t ashamed of them. Soldiers got scars, that's just what happened. And while the memory of the circumstances still stung, she was proud of them. They meant she’d survived something that should have killed her, and that was something she refused to let Nordan make her feel bad about. Why did he always try and make her feel bad about everything she did?

 “HEY!” He reached out and grabbed her jaw, shaking her head roughly. She knew her squad had stopped and started watching the moment he’d raised his voice and the other soldiers were staring too. “Pay attention when I speak to you.” He forced her head to look directly at him instead of off to the side, where she had been staring so she could think. “Here’s what’s going to happen. You are going to go back to the oh so special General Garza.” The disdain that dripped from his voice on her name was unnerving. “And you are going to resign your command effective immediately, you’re going to resign from the army completely. Then you are going to go to my room at the Cantina and we’ll see if I feel like forgiving you.” 

Nyaisa was done. Somehow, his attempts at giving her orders, pulling her from the job that was her life, forcing her to abandon everything else that meant anything at all to her, the things for which she’d dedicated her entire life, it broke something. She could see him for what he was now. A bully and a weak man who’d spent the last 3 years desperate to control her. “NO!”

“Excuse me!” the look in his eyes darkened more, if such a thing were possible. 

“I said No. I will not resign. This is your problem, not mine. I have a mission I’m going back to. We will talk about this later.” She’d have some strong words for him, but he needed to cool down first. A few hours and he’d realize how foolish and inconsiderate he was being. She was sure of it. Then they could talk about his behavior and his control issues. 

Crack!

Her head snapped to the side as a stinging pain exploded across her face. He had slapped her! He had straight up backhanded her across the face! Not only did he dare to raise a hand against her, but he’d done it in public! In front of other soldiers! In front of her squad! The men who were supposed to take her orders! Fury like she’d rarely felt exploded across her chest and as he raised his hand to strike her again and likely yell at her, she acted. Grabbing his arm as he swung, she spun him around and jammed his arm into a lock with just enough force that she knew he’d feel it. He’d know he was a single movement away from broken bones. She leaned in close and spoke loudly enough for those on their feet starting to hear, for her squad that had rushed back towards her to hear. “You do not get to hit me. You do not give me orders. We are done. You come near me ever again for any reason other than a direct order from a superior and you will face a lot worse than an armlock. I am not your toy. Never have been, never will be.” She shoved him away from her, hard enough that he stumbled forward and fell as she turned and holding her head high started towards her ship. 

“You alien whore!” She could hear Nordan spit behind her. “How many people did you spread your legs for to get that promotion. Did you fuck Tavus that first night or did you at least wait a day.” 

Nyaisa could feel the tension around her as she passed Jorgan and Jhasis. She saw Jhasis’s fists clenched out of the corner of her eye. He was ready to beat the man. One more insult and the rules of military interactions, rank and his rather impressive self control would cease to matter. “Jhasis, Jorgan, fall in.” She strode to the ship and opened the door. Focusing only on getting inside and out of the gaze of these soldiers, away from Nordan. She could feel the tears pricking at the corners of her eyes. She thought he’d loved her. She just had to hold it together enough to get off the ground and make the jump to hyperspace. Then she could close the bridge. 

“How long did it take you to hit your knees for Garza, bitch? You…” As the door opened, Nordan cut off his sentence. She turned to see the two Cathar striding away from Nordan who was again lying on the ground, this time holding his nose and glaring as they walked up and as she stepped aside, they moved silently onto the ship. She stared for another moment as Nordan lay there on the ground holding his nose surrounded by the other soldiers staring at him in disgust. How had she ever thought of him as anything more than a pathetic worm with apparently massive issues? And as much as it hurt, she knew she’d be glad to be rid of him someday. She turned her back and left him in the hanger as she stepped inside, walking quickly past her boys. The tears pressed harder against her eyes. She moved around the corner and started to the bridge, quickly wiping at her eyes for the second she was ahead of them and out of sight. “Get to work, I want off the ground in five.” She’d handle this when she got a little privacy. How she was so stupid to fall for him, the aftermath and reports she’d have to file for what had happened, all of that could wait till they hit hyperspace and she’d left this disaster far behind. 

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Background Characters Part three

Friends, Acquaintances, Mentors, Children, Apprentices and Ex’s part one

Nordan Allgard

Nordan is Nyaisa’s horrible ex. Having been punched, thrown and publicly humiliated by 3 members of Havoc Squad for his own actions, he has a hatred of the squad that doesn’t abate with time. He’s a Lieutenant in the Republic Army and to his endless fury, during his time in the Army, he is never able to attain a higher rank. Born on Coruscant, he was on Corellia with his family during the Sacking and joined the Republic Army in an effort to gain status, respect and power for himself as well as maintaining his family image. He often says that it’s because of what the Empire did to his homeworld, and while there is some truth in that, it is not the primary reason. He had a plan to use his military service and military partner to rise through the ranks, gain influence and popularity before transforming it into a political career.

Due to his issues with Women and his xenophobia, he isn’t well liked by his fellow soldiers or his superiors, however he follows orders well enough to stay in the army. He doesn’t rise through the ranks however due to his issues with his superiors and others and the fact that while good, he is not more than an average soldier with a high opinion of himself. His most recent assignment was Hoth and it was during his stay here that he received an offer from the empire that he accepted. Eventually, he recognizes that he will never rise enough to kickstart a political career of any importance and becomes disillusioned and infuriated with the Republic, making him an easy target for manipulation. While ultimately the plan that he concocted failed, he had done his part and was offered a position in the Imperial military that he accepted. 

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Nyaisa Shabre

Nyaisa was born on Ord Mantell in the tiny village of Krosstoen, which was mostly Mirialan and Cathar, with a few human families who liked the quiet. She was the oldest of triplets and the second child/first daughter of Nezva Shabre (may or may not be her actual name, Nyaisa becomes unsure) and Jedi Knight Riqr (she doesn’ t know this until her brother finds out and tells her.) When she’s 3 her mother marries her stepfather, who then brings them into his farm equipment repair shop. When she is 5, they go on a trip to another part of Ord for her stepfathers work. During this time, her younger sister disappears for about a day and a half before they find her. She doesn’t really remember this, but finds the situation funny whenever it’s brought up again with her siblings as adults. When she’s 6, a group of slavers hit Krosstoen Village, using the chaos of the war everywhere to cover their tracks and distract most soldiers so they can grab more people. Nyaisa sees her sisters, the other 2 triplets, thrown into a shuttle that takes off, before she is grabbed herself. 

Before the shuttle she’s in can take off, she is dragged out and set on the ground by a Republic soldier. They arrived and started fighting the slavers, trying to rescue as many people as they could. She ran out of the village and ended up meeting the refugee shuttle that took her over to Fort Garnik. She ended up living in the refugee camp set up outside the fort for a year, during which time she found her mother who’ d been severely injured in the fighting and wasn’t capable of caring for her anymore. A year later, a representative from Mirial showed up. Her mother was sent to Coruscant for medical treatment and Nyaisa, her cousins, and the other Mirialan children were taken to Mirial and placed into one of the large academies on the planet. While most students attended during the day, heading back to their families after school. The kids from Ord and a few others who lived far from the academy they were attending lived at the academy full time. 

She studies at the academy for years. When the treaty is signed, Mirial is one of many planets that are turned over to the empire. However due to the fact that the planet doesn’t have a lot in terms of resources the empire values and the climate isn’t suitable for a food planet. They are mostly allowed to keep their own culture for a time. But as imperial laws get imposed, tensions increase. Force sensitive children who would have either held a place in their society or joined the Jedi are smuggled out early alongside the force sensitive members of the society which leaves the people shaken from their loss. Whether they escaped or went to Korriban it didn’t matter. The communities lost most of their guides. Like on other planets, everything of value was shipped to the empire and the refugees living there found an attempt at rebuilding their lives destroyed with the incoming imperial troops. While most stayed loyal to the republic, some blamed them for taking large numbers of their people as soldiers and keeping them away from their home when the republic, in their eyes, abandoned the system. Others viewed it as a punishment by the republic for the side Mirial choose when they backed the empire and Malak. An organized resistance was established, trying to push the imperials off the planet, regardless of the feelings toward the republic,, which varied widely, it was pretty well accepted that the empire didn’t respect them or their culture and were going to destroy it. 

This caused Nyaisa to stop going to the academy and instead enlist in the resistance at 15. This is where she got her basic combat training and guerilla experience. She served ‘til she was 18 when she realized that even if they pushed the imperials off, without trade, they’d starve, especially with their still very very large refugees population already straining the food supply and the increased taxes taking almost everything, so the only future they had was in the republic, and for that to happen they had to push the empire to the side of the planet away from the trade routes. So to protect her people’s future, she enlisted in the republic military and entered their academy. Her time in the resistance is something she guards carefully. Not speaking off it often or without thought. 

She moves quickly through the academy, she excels as a soldier, testing into an accelerated program, graduating and moving into the field. While she is in the academy, she almost has a thing with a cathar named Ikhirr, but it doesn’t go anywhere. Later she ends up dating a soldier about to graduate, Nordan Allgard, despite occasional rocky patches, they end up sticking it out through her graduation and both their deployments. She starts out being transferred between units every few months. Her longest posting is as a specialist when she is assigned to a squad lead by Lt. Eddgar Jessoul. It wasn’t long after she’d joined that they were assigned a high risk mission with Jedi assistance which wasn’t common after the war. This was when she was reunited with her older brother Jedi Padawan Tyrenic. She believed that he had died during the Sacking of Coruscant when the temple fell. She also believes that her sisters died not long after they were taken. The only family she knows are a few cousins that she doesn’t keep close contact with. A few weeks later, Ikhirr Jhasis, who she knew from the academy, they served together for a while until she’s transferred again.

When she’s 23, she’s promoted to Sergeant, and receives a Transfer into Special Forces Havoc Squad, which despite her difficulties with Nordan, is something she thinks will make him proud of her success. She is quite proud of herself and is determined to be the best soldier possible and uphold the republic, for all people, but also for her people and her home.