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The man was barely few steps ahead of her, and yet, each time the pulsing dim light went through, his position became ever more vague. He seemed to completely ignore the water flooding the hallway all the way up to the ancle, on occasion, while no flow or drainage hinted to the point of...

The man stood still for few seconds to pass. His eyes switching between her and the screens again and again. He tightened his fists. The holster buttoned, he pointed at her as he steped backward towards the door, unlocking it. "I better not regret this...!!" he pointed at her, as if needing...

"You know not what war is, Sith...!" he growled, his hand reaching down, unclipping the holster of his blaster pistol with intent. RING RING RING RING The alarm suddenly interrupted what was about to be a bloody and, perhaps, one-sided confrontation. The lights went off, while greenish beaming...

The Sergeant Major lowered his gaze. He exhaled, shaking his head, before walking towards the blastdoor, closing it. His mind felt heavy, ready to blast open from the sheer weight of th inexplicable rage that consumed each of his thoughts into a violent whirl that left nothing but spite. He...

The Sergeant Major folded his hands before his chest and listened. For some reason, the insight provided by the woman felt far too honest to be cast aside as barely yet another veteran of the war. No, she knew the Sith. She knew her. He listened, tilting his head while the woman spoke, switching...

The Sergeant Major nodded as the woman spoke what could only be described as the truth, naked and bare. In any other an occasion, he would elect against involving even more people to whatever devilry that Sith had in store. But that... Was no longer an option. "I need to show you something..."...

The man was unsure where to begin. In all respects, Eaglor did not favour what was transpiring, nor what his role was in this most despicable an event. He bit his lips and caressed his chin with his palm, as he visibly rehearsed the words in his mind for few moments passing in silence, after the...

"We have a problem, down the brig." the Sergeant Major explained. His eyes momentarily jumped to the alien, before they returned to the woman. Though seemingly calm, the gravity of the situation was evident by the attention he paid not to speak in manner that could potentially expose the depth...

"If I may?" His voice was sharp and propulsed by a feeling of determination, nurtured after years of hardships in this near-perpetual conflict. His armour bore the officer rank plate of a Sergeant Major of the Republic Marine Corps. There were significant evidence of damage across the plating...

"We have kept that waste long enough! She will be of no use to us, and you know it, cap...." The troopers had grown grumpy, as time progressed. Though none had truly had a chance of escape, the stalemate around Omwat made many anxious. There had been, or so word had it, cases of mutiny...

"You are with us now" Aola said, placing a hand on the girl's shoulder, as the droids llifted the stretcher and started to carry the girl out. "We will take care of you now." The droids carried the girl out, through the hangar, where they were met by an armed Marine escort. The troopers...

"Stay as you are." Eaglor instructed. "Medic's on the way." The trooper stepped closer, slowly circling around her seat, as soon as a second pair of footsteps sounded in the ship. A third, came soon after. Eaglor lowered his rifle and produced a lifesign scanner which he held over Kirki's body...

Time warped, loosing its meaning the more it progressed. When and for how long the Liberator squadron escorted the tractor-beamed Fury Interceptor towards the Corvette, or how long it took for the welders to unseal the blastdoor at the stern of the Interceptor was lost in a period deprived of...

"Salla!? Salla are you alright!?" Eaglor shouted as the bombers flew away. Flames roaring, while occasional blasts from the exposed ammunition crates furthered the effect of the sudden bombardment. Ashes formed thick shrouds around the exposed parts of the fortifications. The sergeant could...

The Sergeant rushed through the narrow tunnels, heading to the upper levels of the network. Alarms rung all around the underground base, while troops and rebels alike rushed to man their stations against the imminent Imperial attack. Eventually, Eaglor arrived by the vertical ladder that led up...