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Laeo had never liked Chandrila. He didn’t know why exactly. Growing up in the cramped, dark and disgusting tenements of lower Cormond had given Laeo a taste for luxury and beauty that hadn’t waned after years of traveling offworld. By any metric, Chandrila was everything the man could’ve...

Laeo hadn’t slept in eighty hours. He didn’t dare leave the cockpit. He didn’t dare let go of the vibrosword in his hands, even as they trembled from how tightly he gripped the hilt. He couldn’t go back out there– they might be out there. They had only remained in his dreams before, tormenting...

Sometimes, Laeo regretted being magnanimous. Those times were few and far between; he rarely ever acted in anyone else’s interest but his own. Still, rarely was more than never, and just a short while ago, Laeonas Tannaras would have stopped at nothing to get what he wanted. But he hadn’t...

He didn’t remember when they dragged him out of the ring, or when he was thrown into the bacta tank. The remembered the fight– the punches he’d thrown, the blows they’d exchanged. He’d remembered the pain– the screaming, the tears, the lacerations and cracks all over his body. He woke with a...

Laeonas had long ago lost count of the times he’d nearly died. The scars across his body from a multitude of different weapons were evidence of his many brushes with mortality. Acid burns, leftover marks from blasterfire, cuts from knives and blades of all sizes and shapes. He’d grown accustomed...

The crunch of bone beneath his fists was something the Brentaalan had gotten used to over the years. A long time ago he'd found it satisfying, but his master had long discouraged those kinds of feelings. She hadn't been able to suppress all the satisfaction that came from combat though-- namely...

One week. No new ships, no new fuel. Two weeks, the same. Three weeks, the same. The was supposed to be one of the only functioning spaceports on the planet, yet over the course of a month, not a single ship arrived. His own ship just sat on the landing pad, sunlight shining off it's chromium...

Cloud City, Bespin If there was one subject Laeonas had studied over the years, whether it was in the form of quiet observation and contemplation of the world around him, or in the texts of the Jedi archives on Yavin, it would have to have been the relationship between the individual and his...

Carannia, Capital City of Serenno Sometime between Dusk and Dawn... Lines. His fingers trailed from the tip of his lip up to the top of the bridge of his nose. The skin there had once been smooth to the touch, pale in its pigmentation. But more than a decade of time and sun exposure had...

Laeonas slept as he always did; terribly. His dreams were once more plagued with the images of Firrerre, the burns on his psyche a permanent one even after all the years of healing and growth. It was a wonder he didn't look ten years older than he was (though in his mind he certainly did) with...

He’d remembered crawling onto the ship. Of pulling himself into the captain’s chair. Than, he was in hyperspace. The man, half conscious and dying, had somehow managed to fly to the nearest Jedi Temple– that being New Alderaan. It had been there that he’d been treated for most of his immediate...

He didn’t sleep much anymore. The man couldn’t recall a single night in the years since Firrerre where he could last for more than 3 hours. It was something he tried to avoid through a combination of vitamins, supplements and various drugs. But there wasn’t a drug in the galaxy that could keep...

A bar, Somewhere in the Galaxy... The Jedi had been kind to him-- very kind. They'd nursed him back to help, trained him in the ways of the force, and given him the first sense of genuine purpose that he'd felt in years. To say his life had been changed was undeniable, and to say it was for...

The Fourth Moon of Yavin The Jedi Temple, Medical Wing "Shuigh fear ann a raibh a ainm fada, agus ar an lá seo, canaim a amhrán. Nuair a bhí a leithéid d’am ann nuair a rinneadh fop a mheaitseáil, bhí a fhulaingt go léir neamhghlan. Scriosadh a chaisleáin, thit a impireacht, níor fhág aon...

The Planet Zeltron In an urban center Before Firrerre. Loud. Even out in the streets, away from the casinos, the raves, the private clubs where people could just pile up into a mound of twisting, moaning flesh, Zeltros was loud. Traffic sped by, roaring between lanes between the towering...

Thyferra, Xoxhixi General Mental Hospital Some time after the Bombing of Firrerre One of many worlds contributing to the Firrerre relief effort, Thyferra had taken in a number of Firrerreo refugees. As a result, the planetary healthcare system had been saddled with hundreds of thousands of...

Gaimon-Mallaire University Chandrilla, 144 ABY Midday For a man who'd never stepped into the halls of academia, Laeonas Tannaras appeared, surprisingly enough, in place on the campus. He gave off vibes of a young, learned man, with a creative flare on his side. He wasn't wearing a heavy...

Laeonas Tannras’ ship tore across hyperspace, the tunnel of blue space warping around the ship whose cargo had once been trafficked slaves. Staring out the viewport as he sat in the cockpit, the boy thought he recognized the pattern of the Hydian way. That was impossible, ofcourse; hyperspace...

He’d used the force to sustain his walk for the many, many miles he’d traveled from Mos Eisley. Such an effort would have resulted in most breaking down from exhaustion hours before. Clad in mostly black and with a face covered in makeup, the boy should’ve dropped in less than a mile-- yet he’d...

Bespin Some Time After the Escape From Mataou A number of days had passed since the boy had landed at the colony. The fees for an unprompted landing were steep, but there was a heavy credit-write off that applied to those who had to conduct an emergency landing. Laeonas' conditions upon...