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Got this neat force abilities chart from one of he readers(Asurakabuto01).

Do comment about what force abilities would you guys like seeing in the fic

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I just had an idea and don't know why the hell did I spend half an hour on this thing, but yeah, it is what it is.

Do tell me how does it looks and if you guys would like similar videos for other future characters too.

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SW Gray Tales 21: New Place

I figured the whole "let's start a business" thing would be a slow burn. A marathon, not a sprint. We'd spend weeks, maybe months, crunching numbers, scouting locations from a distance, and generally dipping our toes in the water before even thinking about jumping. I was prepared for a long, drawn-out campaign of subtle persuasion.

Turns out, Vasha wasn't the "dip your toes" type. When she decided to do something, she was more of a "cannonball off the high dive" kind of person.

Sh...

SW Gray Tale 20:A (Not) Steamy Nights

Now that Vasha had definitive proof I wasn't just making up my "superpowers," things shifted. She didn't immediately throw more broken tech at me to test, though. Instead, she grilled me—hard. How did it feel? Did it hurt? Any headaches, dizziness, weird urges to start speaking in ancient binary? (The last one I wasn't sure myself.)

I answered as honestly as I could, which mostly amounted to: It's fine, really, just kinda tiring sometimes, but also fun, like solving a puzzle.

Sh...

Vasha

SW Gray Tales 19: Mishap Due to Distractions(R18+)

The "long talk about boundaries" was less of a talk and more of a one-sided lecture from Vasha, punctuated by my pathetic, well-timed nods. The final agreement was a treaty negotiated under duress. I was allowed to continue my "tinkering," but under a strict set of Vasha-approved safety protocols.

No live power connections without her supervision. No touching anything that looked remotely like it could explode. And absolutely, positively no more all-nighters that left me looking like a ...

SW Gray Tales 18: A Thoroughly Surprise Twi'Liek

A/N: Sorry for the delay. I had ended up sleeping in the evening and woke up feeling like I was put in a tomb for a hundred years so took a bit of time to get my bearings straight.

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Vasha shoved the apartment door shut with her hip—hands full of cheap greens and yesterday’s bread—then nearly dropped the whole bag on her boots.

There was a droid in her hallway.

A whole, upright, chrome-and-copper protocol droid, hands politely folded, photoreceptor...

SW Gray Tales 17 : A New Venture

I am extremely sorry guys, I had thought that I had uploaded the latest version on here, but it was an previous version of it. I have corrected it. There wasn't any change that would affect the story, its just change in what mc was working with.
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Vasha's dockyard job was steady, but just barely hanging on. She worked on droids—mostly astromechs and cargo haulers—and the quota system there was absolutely brutal. Miss one repair goal and boom, instant pay cut. The stress was...

SW Gray Tales 16: The Force Shows The Way

Edit: Got some ideas to refine the chapter as well as an major idea addition so updated it to incorporate that.
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And so, my life fell into a new, strange pattern. Vasha, now fully convinced she was harboring some kind of secret wunderkind, became my personal book mule. She'd make trips to Jon's shop and return with more advanced texts.

I'm sure the old Besalisk was suspicious as hell, but according to Vasha, she'd spun some story about how she wants to make an collection fo...

SW Gray Tales 15: Knowledge

A week in the apartment felt like a lifetime and an instant, all at once. My days fell into a rhythm: dual practice of Hyper Perception (yeah, bitches, I changed the name again), burning through the Basic Sciences Compendium, and then the weird, wonderful mind-meld of psychometric learning on the Power Conduits book.

I tore through the science compendium like a fighter jet on a runway. The relief that washed over me was immense. The fundamental laws were the same, just dressed up in dif...

SW Gray Tales 14: The World Just Keeps Giving

My next day was a blur of psychometry practice. Turns out, reading the life story of a sun-root is way more entertaining than it sounds. I relived its entire journey from a stubborn seed in the dirt to getting yanked out of the ground by a grumpy farmer-droid. Fascinating stuff.

I spent hours just picking up random crap in the apartment and diving into its history. A spoon. A loose floor tile. The half-eaten meiloorun from last night. Each one had a story. Mundane, maybe, but a story no...

SW Gray Tale 13 : Mogul of Mammaries

Vasha stared at the glass of water in her hands like I’d just handed her a solid gold credit chip instead of, you know, water. Her lekku did this little twitchy thing, and for a second, I swear her eyes got all shiny.

Huh. Weird.

Like, dude, it’s water. But she was looking at me like I’d single-handedly won the Clone Wars and then personally served her a five-course meal on Coruscant’s fanciest rooftop.

"Thanks, Ezra," she said, voice all s...

SW Gray Tale 12: Interlude : Vasha

[Third Person POV]

The final shift-end klaxon blared across the docking bay, a grating sound that Vasha usually welcomed as the sweetest music in the galaxy. Today, it just felt like more noise.

She wiped a smear of hydraulic fluid from her cheek with the back of her glove, her muscles protesting with a deep, familiar ache. A stubborn G-2 motivator on a freighter's cargo lifter had fought her all afternoon, and she'd won, but it had been a pyrrhic victory. Her shoulders were tight...

SW Gray Tale 11 : Micro-Perception II(R18+)

Sorry to you guys for editing the chapter up a bit. There is a slight difference in events happening but result is same mostly so you can try reading it again if you want an more r18 type of spicy content

Warning for readers: It would not be the kind of R18 content you would be expecting so be warned, just for formality sake.

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I had planned to move on to something more complex—a circuit board, maybe, or a mechanical part with dozens of moving piec...

SW Gray Tales 10: Micro-Perception I

My brief, glorious career as a seven-year-old engineering consultant was over before it began. I slumped back onto the couch, defeated. My confidence from this morning, so bright and shiny, had tarnished into a dull, humiliating ignorance.

Forget it. Engineering was clearly a long-term project, something requiring actual schooling and probably a lot of minor electrocutions. My enthusiasm for pursuing a new degree had evaporated.

But there was another project. A more immediate one....

SW Gray Tale 9: Morning After

I woke up to the smell of coffee's angry space-cousin. It was a dark, earthy, slightly burnt aroma that cut through the lingering haze of sleep and tickled my nostrils. For a blissful, stupid second, I was back in my old apartment. Then, I opened my eyes.

The ceiling was a flat, featureless grey. Sunlight, thin and pale, filtered through a slit in the window blinds. I was cocooned in a mountain of soft blankets on a couch that smelled faintly of Vasha's floral soap. The memory of the pr...

SW: Gray Tale CH 8

I crawled onto the couch, which smelled faintly of her—that clean, floral soap scent mixed with a hint of machine oil. The blanket she draped over me was scratchy but incredibly warm.

As she turned to dim the main lights, leaving only a single small lamp glowing by her workbench, my brain, the absolute traitor, decided this was the perfect moment to whisper, Hey. Hey, Alex. A very attractive blue alien lady is literally tucking you into bed. How about that.

I squeezed my eyes sh...