"Contact rear!" One Marine yelled before asudden deafening sound of gunfire happened coming from the Mandalorians and the droids. The Mandalorians took cover and the droids walked in the middle of the hallways. Easy targets. Alex selected her targets well, from weakest to strongest. That why...
Brain injury? Molech thought to himself.
"Where exactly were you running to in this city?" Molech asked referring to the planet. He didn't trust this kid, but he wasn't going to let that show. He kept his tight grip on his sword.
She speaks like a computer. Hardly a child, maybe an inflitration droid. Molech said to himself. Why would a droid need to pant for air?
"Running from home?" He repeated. "Data that you can release, and updates huh?" Molech's plain white eyes narrowed on the girl.
"Where is home?" Molech's...
Molech took a running start before hurling himself out of the window and into the warm air of Coruscant. He enjoyed the flight and stopped on a rather crowed street.
A strange thing happened there. A non-Stenax caught Molech's eye. It was a child running as if she was being chased, yet...
(So I decided on making this character purely off the fact that I like this species.)
NAME: Molech Belial, Responds to: War, Angel, Archangel, and Death.)
FACTION: The Archangels of Stenos.
RANK: Archangel of War.
SPECIES: Stenax
AGE: 82 years old.
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 2.3 meters. (7' 8")...
Gray awoke from her dream. She looked around to see that it wasn't just a dream she was stuck on this base. She signed. She stood and put her coat and her mask on. She walked out of the room she was sleeping in. Some sort of storage room or another. She walked past Mandalorians, just soldiers...