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I'll be around.

Star Wars - Jedi Exile

In her own quarters, Lelila stared at the ceiling as if could fix the current predicament they were in. The news had hit her hard, she could barely even muster herself out of bed. She hadn't changed her clothes and she hardly left her quarters at all. If circumstances had been different, she wouldn't of doubted that she would be dead. But perhaps for her it hadn't hit her as bad, maybe not as bad yet. Sure the jedi order was destroyed, but she lost her master early in the war, and her other master was still alive. This place had been her home since the start of the war, since Geonosis. It was still a hard loss, and it bothered her. But she had to look at it from the optimistic side of things.

She had spent some time thinking about the events that had led to the downfall of the jedi, and she wondered if they would do anything about it. Sure they could fight it, but they wouldn't last long they had an entire army. It doesn't matter if they were a bunch of jedi or not. They could not take on an entire empire and walk out winners. As she started to mull over it more, and more in her head. The more hopeless it seemed, they should probably just set off for the unknown regions. Hiding with a friends would be dangerous, hiding close to the space of the new empire would also be just as bad. The ideals of the empire almost sounded good to her. Justice, security, and more importantly order. But they were going to pursue it their way, and they didn't care who they trampled over jedi included. As she laid there and pondered.

She knew the jedi would never try a coup d'etat, and even if they did. It had to be for a good reason, they wouldn't just attack anyone but Palpatine, had the senate wrapped around his finger. They had applauded as he delivered his speech about the jedi being traitors, the republic being resolved into a galactic empire. The clones she had fought with on Geonosis were gone now. And she could only wonder if they felt regret over their actions, or some had tried to resist their new orders. But as she wondered more about the state of the galaxy at large the intercom crackled to life, breaking the silence that had grasped the ship since they had heard the news. It spoke of a meeting with all of the crew members and there was no doubt in Lelila's mind that they would end up planning on what to next.

As she rose, she thought about Master Azure and wondered how he was taking it. He could probably give them all a bit of guidance, in the times to come. And whatever he had to say, she knew she would listen and try to fulfill his orders to the fullest. As she left her quarters, she tried to fix her clothes from looking so disheveled but it was a vain effort. She walked through the corridors of the ship wondering what was going to happen to those on the Reclamation, would they disband and disappear into the galaxy, or would they attempt to figure out the state of affairs, and where they stood in the galaxy. Whatever they did was set to be the most trying of their lives and she had no doubt some of them wouldn't like the results of either scenario. When she finally entered the room where everyone was meeting, she realized she was one of the last. And they had all been hit just as hard as her, if not some a lot worse. "I apologize for being late Masters." She said, giving a bow to everyone in the room. Before sitting down, her hands folded in her lap. Eager for the meeting to begin, eager to hear what the masters would have to say.

Star Wars - Jedi Exile

Lelila

Name:Lelila Voros
Species:Human
Age:18
Appearance:
Equipment: Two lightsabers, (one Yellow, one blue the blue one being her former masters.) And a fusion cutter to help with repairs around the ship.
Force Abilities: Force Healing:Really one of the only abilities Lelila excels at is healing through the force, with this ability she has taken on kind of a role as the ships medic not that they encounter much of a threat out in deep space.
Telekensis:The only other thing that Lelila is good at is the use of telekensis. Push, pull, grab. All of these things she has shown quite the talent for.
Skills: Mechanic: Lelila is a fixer at heart, she loves fixing just about anything while not really as good at is as someone who has spent their time fixing things, she tries her best to help them.
Quick Learner:Lelila is somewhat of a sponge, she absorbs all of the knowledge she can get. She will try her hardest to impress those around her by learning what they have to offer.
Weaknesses: Combat:Besides known the basic form of Shii-Cho, Lelila isn't really any kind of master when it comes to fighting with sabers, or really any kind of fighting.
Master of none:While she can learn a lot, Lelila doesn't really take the time to master anything, so shes just kind of average at about everything she does. With the exception of healing of course.

History:Born to a spacer family, Lelila spent a little bit of her childhood on a trading barge. She was happy with what she had, and she was the light in her parents life, but as always things change. When they landed on one of the planets they were bringing supplies to, they made contact with a jedi who was looking for force sensitives. He saw in Lelila the potential so he took her with him back to Coruscant along with a few others.

For the first few months of her life at the temple, Lelila hated the Jedi she fought them every step of the way, until she was sat down by one of the teachers there. The two had a long discussion, but whatever was said made Lelila the person she would be at the temple. She became dedicated, and showed great resolve in her studies. But even though she never really stood out as exceptional, she still showed enough dedication to be apprenticed to someone. A quarren jedi, named Tohlg Yis. To her he was larger than life, to her he was something to aspire to be. The two of them became, nigh inseparable as he trained her in the ways of the force.

At this point the clone wars had begun, and it was shortly after she got her first saber that the two were dispatched to Geonosis to assist two jedi who had been captured by the Confederacy of Independent Systems. It was here where she saw people die, it was here where her master fell, when they pulled the Padawan out of the arena. She was clutching her masters saber to her chest. Her master gone, she spent the rest of the battle helping the wounded clone troopers, and jedi who returned from battle. Reciting the jedi code to hold back the tears, as she did her work.

After the battle of Geonosis, the padawan had no master, and no desire to fight. So they put her on the deep space vessel Reclamation as it made one of its supply runs in civilized space. Assigned a new master on the ship, she was to train under them learning more about perfecting the arts of battle, the force, as well as helping out wherever she was needed on the ship. When order 66 finally happened it rocked most of the jedi on the ship, perhaps Lilara the most. Shes locked herself in her cabin ever since refusing to come out, or eat very much at all. Instead she just meditates the days away hoping for some change.

Star Wars - Jedi Exile

Lelia

Name:Lelila Voros
Species:Human
Age:18
Appearance:
Equipment: Two lightsabers, (one Yellow, one blue the blue one being her former masters.) And a fusion cutter to help with repairs around the ship.
Force Abilities: Force Healing:Really one of the only abilities Lelila excels at is healing through the force, with this ability she has taken on kind of a role as the ships medic not that they encounter much of a threat out in deep space.
Telekensis:The only other thing that Lelila is good at is the use of telekensis. Push, pull, grab. All of these things she has shown quite the talent for.
Skills: Mechanic: Lelila is a fixer at heart, she loves fixing just about anything while not really as good at is as someone who has spent their time fixing things, she tries her best to help them.
Quick Learner:Lelila is somewhat of a sponge, she absorbs all of the knowledge she can get. She will try her hardest to impress those around her by learning what they have to offer.
Weaknesses: Combat:Besides known the basic form of Shii-Cho, Lelila isn't really any kind of master when it comes to fighting with sabers, or really any kind of fighting.
Master of none:While she can learn a lot, Lelila doesn't really take the time to master anything, so shes just kind of average at about everything she does. With the exception of healing of course.

History:Born to a spacer family, Lelila spent a little bit of her childhood on a trading barge. She was happy with what she had, and she was the light in her parents life, but as always things change. When they landed on one of the planets they were bringing supplies to, they made contact with a jedi who was looking for force sensitives. He saw in Lelila the potential so he took her with him back to Coruscant along with a few others.

For the first few months of her life at the temple, Lelila hated the Jedi she fought them every step of the way, until she was sat down by one of the teachers there. The two had a long discussion, but whatever was said made Lelila the person she would be at the temple. She became dedicated, and showed great resolve in her studies. But even though she never really stood out as exceptional, she still showed enough dedication to be apprenticed to someone. A quarren jedi, named Tohlg Yis. To her he was larger than life, to her he was something to aspire to be. The two of them became, nigh inseparable as he trained her in the ways of the force.

At this point the clone wars had begun, and it was shortly after she got her first saber that the two were dispatched to Geonosis to assist two jedi who had been captured by the Confederacy of Independent Systems. It was here where she saw people die, it was here where her master fell, when they pulled the Padawan out of the arena. She was clutching her masters saber to her chest. Her master gone, she spent the rest of the battle helping the wounded clone troopers, and jedi who returned from battle. Reciting the jedi code to hold back the tears, as she did her work.

After the battle of Geonosis, the padawan had no master, and no desire to fight. So they put her on the deep space vessel Reclamation as it made one of its supply runs in civilized space. Assigned a new master on the ship, she was to train under them learning more about perfecting the arts of battle, the force, as well as helping out wherever she was needed on the ship. When order 66 finally happened it rocked most of the jedi on the ship, perhaps Lilara the most. Shes locked herself in her cabin ever since refusing to come out, or eat very much at all. Instead she just meditates the days away hoping for some change.

Star Wars - Jedi Exile

You know me Sep, I'm ere.

Star Wars - Lawless Galaxy

The Ultmara Remnant - Terminus System

Orro was returning to his system, when he got the transmission from one of his many captains. "M'lord, a bellator class dropped out of orbit in the terminus system it is requesting aid." The captain said, Moff Orro just sighed. "We are enroute." He turned off his communicator and looked dead ahead. "If it's not one thing it's another." He said, to no one around him. When they finally dropped out of hyperspace, he called forth his body guard, and went to his quarters. Here he reached into his desks drawer and drew his DX-13 pistol, the grip had been replaced with gundark leather. A gift from his old friend Livani, when he first gained his station in the system. He hardly ever used it preffering to stay out of combat, but he knew that it might be needed.

From here the group boarded their shuttles, he gathered as many storm troopers he could they were only a couple hundred, the transport that had crashed into the Bellator carried about a thousand. He would use the crew of the dreadnought for aid. The shuttles departed the hangers and landed in the hangar of the much bigger ship. Awaiting him in the hanger was supposed to be someone of a much higher rank than a captain, but alas there he was. "M'lor-" The captain went to speak, but Orro cut him off.
"where is your commanding officer?" He asked
"Dead sir, he killed himself. I am Steve, I have taken command of the vessel."
"You did a fine job, now I will take command. Have all marines, form up on me, we are going in." Steve nodded, and issued orders.

The gathered troopers, and marines made their way through the ship. Orro knew he was getting close, due to the sounds of combat emanating from the other room. Shouts rose up from the gathered troopers, when reinforcements arrived. Wounded, and dying troopers were being brought up the lifts all around the group. The dead were just left where they lay. "Push forward, for the empire!" Orro shouted.
"For the Empire!" The troopers shouted, and left their positions pushing ahead. Orro followed after but he didn't sprint very far before he was out of breath. He leaned against the wall, and sent his bodyguard forward. "Go on without me, I'll catch up." He said, in between breaths. The troopers just nodded, and went ahead.

When he finally made it to the combat, they were mopping up what was left of the new republic troopers that had tried to take the ship, they had managed to wipe out their fair share of imperials in the attack though. "Whats left of the rebel scum, is held up in a meeting room. All exits are covered, they hijacked one of our E-webs and are using it to cover the entrance. What do we do sir?" One of his troopers asked.
"Have Steve cut gravity to the ship, and bank hard starboard. Then have him turn it back on as soon as possible."
"Yes sir." The trooper, carried out his orders and soon they were weightless, he could already hear the rising alarm in both groups. "Troopers brace for impact!" Orro shouted, but this didn't prepare them for the lurching against the starboard side view port when the gravity kicked back on, the impact took the breath out of him, but none the less the meeting room doors slid open and out fell a e-web crashing against the starboard side, twelve rebels slid out as well. the surprise on their face was palpable, even more so when things went upright and Orro's stormtroopers opened fire. From there they cleared the meeting room from any survivors who didn't fall out of the room.

With victory achieved, Orro and the remaining troopers returned to the bridge of the massive ship. "Steve, welcome to the Ultmara remnant. You will help me achieve peace and order to the galaxy once more, we will bring The Empire back from the ashes, even if it costs us our very lives. Swear your loyalty to me, and we shall forge the empire anew." Orro said, there was a fire in his voice that spoke of even greater plans to be achieved. "I swear it m'lord, The Resurgence is yours to command." Steve said, he bowed before Orro, who just smiled knowingly at the other captain. "Good, lets get my new flagship repaired shall we?" Orro said, and turned to look out the viewport the ship heading for Ultmara space.

The Safe Haven

@Drakey Your discord link is expired now. :P Edit:I am in agreement with Aphelion, as long as it's done well.

The Safe Haven

@Aphelion

Eric's vision was starting to fade, before she let go. He let out a gasp as he took in each sweet breath, he looked up as she offered her hand but took it away. "Absolutely no hard feelings, as I said no matter what happened, I wouldn't hate you." He said, the smile on his face was genuine, he didn't know what to do so he settled for giving her a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder, and turning from the arena. "Come on, lets go wash those hands before anything else." He speaks in a calm tone, his grin going ear to ear.

When he stepped out of the arena he leaned against the wall, still slightly out of breath. He knew he held back, but he didn't want to hurt anyone. Why would they need to fight anyways, this place was supposed to be safe. If he ever had to fight he didn't think he could hurt or even kill anyone, not anymore at least. He shook his head trying to get himself out of the thoughts moving through his head, he didn't like to linger long on the past. Why worry about the past, when the present is much more important. But Eric thought he was going to like it here, as long as there were more people like Lucky, and less people like the ice queen.

Star Wars - Lawless Galaxy

Orro hadn't even been able to leave his shuttle, before someone approached him. "Sir you have a transmission from Moff Aran Mortifus." One of the troopers said, with that said he showed Orro the message. "Moff Jacsen Orro, this is Moff Aran Mortifus. I am under attack from an unknown force and find myself on the backfoot. I request your aid with the defense of the Tanarus system and in return for it, I will align myself with you and help to convince the other remaining Moffs to do so. Once more, this is Moff Aran Mortifus asking for reinforcements. Orro looked at the message and chuckled. Apparently his fellow Moff's were noticing him, he had put all of his pieces in the right place. "Take the shuttle out of the hangar, and send a transmission to Zera to have two star destroyers meet us in the adjacent system so we can board." He said.
"Yes sir." The trooper replied, he left and went to carry out the Moff's orders. Soon enough once again they were underway, everything had called him away so much that the moff hadn't really had time for sleep. So his head fell back against the chair he was sitting in and, he was out.

What awakened him was the sound of troopers preparing to disembark, so he stood. And followed them off the shuttle into the hangar of The Adamant. It felt nice to be back on board, the star destroyer had been with him for sometime. So it felt like more of a home than any planet, or ship. That Orro had been on, when he made it to the bridge he was surprised to see that Zera already put them in hyperspace to get into the system. "M'lord." Zera said, nodding her head. She stood up from the command chair, and handed it back to Moff Orro who took his seat, when the ship exited in Tanarus the first thing that became apparent was, the buoy so they collected it and replayed the message.

When the message of the buoy spoke of Moff Aran not being the last he chuckled, but as it got to the end of the message. And spoke of a galactic republic. His first thought was of the New Republic, but Koren had mentioned they weren't in the system in any significant numbers yet, they also called themselves the New Republic, not the Galactic Republic. So he sent out 3 shuttles. Two to head to the planet, one to head to the outpost. The shuttles landed without much incident, but the local milita seemed cautious of the Imperials. "What happened here?" Orro asked, the milita trooper shook his head. "Got attacked Moff Aran was killed, so you're here for no reason."
"Can I pass?" He asked.
"No sir." The trooper shook his head.
"How bout some of these?" Orro asked, and he pulled his second best tool next to bombarding this planet. Credits switched hands, and the trooper smiled. "Of course sir, welcome to Tanarus." He stepped aside, and they went exploring the town. Bodies had been pulled from their places to be buried, but what was among them caught the Moff's eye. He pulled one of the corpses from the pile and took off it's helmet, he grabbed another body and did the same thing. He felt the rage build up inside him, the Galactic Republic was a new breed of clones from Kamino, the face looking back up at him was a new breed of clone from a different mandolorian.

The rage was building quickly now, but he kept himself calm. "Take every clone body aboard the ship, start running tests see if we can find this new Galactic Republic was just another thorn in his side, he rubbed his temples, and stood. Some of his troopers had returned with the clones made from the Jango template, two children, and the body of Moff Aran. "Get them all on the ship, I've seen enough." Orro said, they remounted the ship and returned to the star destroyer, the outpost theme spoke of the same thing. No imperial survivors, but the captain of the outpost was not among the dead, along with non combatant personnel, which also included a few of Orro's own agents. Gone, taken. The rage began to show on Orro's face, he debated about going after them. But months of carefully laid plans, would go to waste. They would have to come to him, and they would, or he would make them.